Journal Entry of an Angel With No NameFeatured, Social Justice — By Paul Luikart on November 15, 2011 at 8:00 am
1 November 2011, as mankind reckons his days.
In the city of New York, in the country of the United States of America, I, an angel with no name, record these words:
I have descended from Heaven to America and have been walking in her cities. Though the inhabitants see me, they recognize me not, for I come cloaked in the rags of the lowliest among them. I have observed a curious thing in America: Great gatherings of men and women in the streets and public ways, clamoring in protest against the ways of the wealthy. I have never known mankind in any country anywhere to be dissuaded from his pursuit of possessions and power, so this tumult has become very interesting to me.
I know that the desires of man have created complicated structures of wealth and poverty. He has intricately divided and categorized himself. He is, to himself, primarily rich or poor, deserving or undeserving, liberal or conservative, slothful or spirited. And he has assigned values to these categories. The members of the categories with higher values, according to his reasoning, invite and even demand membership in the higher-valued categories from those in lesser-valued categories. But he of the higher-valued categories does not see, at the least, or perhaps does see and continues to demand anyway, that mass movement between categories, without the presence of the Most High, would cause structural collapse in his very system of categorization. I observe that the vast majority of men are members of one of these categories from birth to death. Though there is great noise from the higher-valued categories directed to the lesser-valued categories to become like themselves in the higher-valued categories, there is hardly ever welcome for a member of a lesser-valued category into a higher-valued category, and there is even less recognition among the higher-valued categories’ members that there exists, outside of luck or participation in the schemes of the Enemy, no actual channels by which this ascendency in category membership may be accomplished. Were there ever a door through which a lesser may pass into the realms of the higher, it has been nailed shut long ago.
Written in the Holy Word, as the Christian in America knows, indeed as the Christian everywhere knows, are many direct statements and even commands from the Most High about how those in the lesser-valued categories in man’s categorization system, the poor as they are more simply known, are to be treated. These vociferous assemblies in America’s cities attempt to expose an unjust discrepancy between the wealthy and the poor of this country, and that the circumstances of the wealthy, particularly the circumstances by which the wealthy have obtained and maintain their wealth, contribute, whether the wealthy know it or care about it or not, to the circumstances of the poor. According to the Most High, this should not be. If the Most High decries these unjust practices, then His followers, by the transitive property of mankind’s system of formal logic, must also decry them. This would lead one to believe that the assemblies gathered in America’s cities should be composed almost entirely of Christians.
I came to New York City and to Wall Street, where the original of these assemblies is based. I approached a young man with a wide-open mouth, every one of his white teeth visible, as he raised his voice in protest. He, and many others like him, shouted slogan after slogan denouncing these unjust practices of the wealthy, who peeked with wide eyes down upon the crowd from office windows high above. (Their faces were not visible, only their anonymous eyes from within the shadows.) I said to the young man, “Tell me, are you Christian?” and he replied that he was not. “Where might I find the Christian in your midst?” I asked. “There are none here,” he said. He turned from me then, linking arms with his fellows, and commenced to march forward with them, shouting until their voices were raw and hoarse. They marched on, and I remained standing in the street, shoulders slumped. I had expected that would be the young man’s answer to my latter question before he gave it.
I remain baffled. If a man claims Christianity, and after an even cursory reading of the Holy Word, he must therefore logically assert that he believes these to be true: To mistreat the poor is to mistreat Christ. To condemn the poor for their poverty is to condemn Christ. To permit the oppression of the poor, whether knowingly or unknowingly, is to approve of the oppression of Christ. The distinction is here made that unjust practices done “knowingly or unknowingly,” are both condemned, because is it not the duty of the Christian to ensure that his actions bring glory to the Most High? And how would a Christian, then, not examine each of his own practices, whether they are his personal practices or his corporate practices, before practicing them regularly? And how would any unjust practice toward the poor bring glory to the Most High?
I would speak forthrightly to the men of America who claim to know Christ, if the Most High should ever permit me. I would entreat him with these words:
“O Christian, how long will you permit the pagan hippies to plead your case on the doorstep of the unjust? O Christian, how long will you promise-keep only some of your vows, forgetting the ones you made to the poor when you said, “I do,” to Christ? Will you let the long-haired, the dread-locked, the unshowered, even the facially tattooed take your place at the foot of the throne of God? Will you sell your birthright as defenders of the oppressed to the bored, college drop-outs who assemble themselves in the streets of your cities? O Christian, you would say that conditions in America are more nuanced and complicated, but in their essences they are not. Many among you have justified yourselves, your power and your possessions, disallowing the Most High, Who wore the clothes of the Lowest Low, to be fully your justifier. Many have accepted justification for your personal sins, yet have hardened your hearts to the conviction of your corporate sin. Arise, Christian, and take your rightful place at the head of this throng, which lurches toward Heaven down Wall Street. Do not follow these loud-mouths; lead them. Do not scoff at what they shout; instead, you place a proclamation of justice upon their tongues. Do not pause to discuss your actions in small groups, do not tarry to consider matters when your elders meet, do not fear to act upon the commands of the Most High. Only lead in your rightful place, Christian. Then you shall please God.”
But, until the day comes when the Most High allows me to speak in such a way, I will remain silent, recording my words in this journal, to be kept on a shelf in Heaven visible only to me.