Easter Week Devotion - Day 1
When I first stepped out of our old, dusty van that took us from our hotel to the Mathare slum, it was like I had decided to take a stroll through my nearest landfill.
It was heart-breaking, I felt sick to my stomach, and I couldn’t get past what I saw.
Roads were covered by garbage, fecal matter, and animals, people lined the streets either making food, selling their merchandise, or trying to get to work, and homes were made up of any sort of material that people could find.
Nairobi, Kenya was a far cry from Indianapolis, Indiana.
As I reflected on this trip (that happens each September), I couldn’t help but think about how the lives of the people living in the slums seemed so unjust.
Why do these people have to live like this? Why does anyone have to live like this?
Innately, we long for there to be justice. Instinctively, we know that there is something “out of sorts” with our world.
N.T. Wright makes our longing for justice clear when he writes about our unjust world. He says,
“Innocent people get convicted; guilty people are let off. The bullies, and those who can bribe their way out of trouble, get away with wrongdoing – not always, but often enough for us to notice, and to wonder why. People hurt others badly and walk away laughing. Victims don’t always get compensated. Sometimes they spend the rest of their lives coping with sorrow, hurt, and bitterness. The same thing is going on in the wider world. Countries invade other countries and get away with it. The rich use the power of their money to get even richer while the poor, who can’t do anything about it, get even poorer."
We know that terrible things happen – just turn on the news.
We know that evil exists – just skim through a history book.
And when something terrible happen (think about #MeToo or the Parkland school shooting) in our world, we demand justice.
We mandate that things be made right. We want something to be done about it.
Ultimately, we can’t extinguish all forms of injustice. If we can’t, then who can?