People of faith have different ways of dealing with the kind of crisis we have seen unfold in Haiti. Some are able to donate huge sums of money or to get directly involved in the rescue efforts. Some use their public profile to encourage governments to act. Others work quietly in the background. Even now, hundreds of Christians will be working on the ground in Haiti to bring relief, medical care and hope to families devastated by the earthquake.
They will do it without trumpeting their faith; working alongside Christians and people of other faiths and none. They will let their actions speak for them – let Jesus be seen in who they are.
Some other motormouth preachers ought to have learned by now to shut up. Pat Robertson, a former US Presidential candidate, has yet again managed to say completely the wrong thing and then to refuse to apologise. He owns a TV channel and yesterday claimed that the earthquake could be the result of a centuries-old pact with the Devil struck to rid Haiti of its French occupiers.
My favourite singer-songwriter Martyn Joseph had a well-publicised run-in with Robertson after the American called for Mexican President Hugo Chavez to be ‘taken out’ – assassinated. In his song Liberal Backslider Joseph sings:
I take a stand on justice, I take a stand on race
Gonna take me a TV evangelist and punch him in the face
I sing about the hope that’s in me and ask why the poor aren’t fed
But if I don’t toe the party line, it’d be better if I was dead
And today, Robertson’s website has a statement attempting to explain that what he said didn’t exactly mean what he said. But he said it. And he say such stupid things too often. And when the media want to rebut those comments they don’t ask moderate Christians to comment they go to equally potty people like Richard Dawkins because Robertson is just a gift to the anti-God brigade.
Anyway, here is a hymn written originally about the 2004 Boxing Day tsunami but suitable for reflection on disasters. If sung, it goes to the tune of The Church’s One Foundation.When innocence is fractured by nature’s shifting force and paradise is ruptured as life is swept off course, we come to pray our questions we come to share our grief: in this, our act of worship to say that we believe.
As headlines overwhelm us and make us close our minds; as news from distant islands brings death before our eyes, we seek a hope to cling to, a refuge to embrace lest in the grip of knowing we lose our hold on grace.
How dare we speak of heaven made human for our sake? Or preach a loving Father when seas and mountains shake? We dare because our story speaks of a love that came to bear the cost of dying and still would do the same.
In Christ our souls take refuge though not to hide from truth: we face each anxious question with faith, if not with proof. We hear his wistful question: ‘And will you leave me too?’ Though all the world should crumble we hope, O Christ, in you.
Gareth Hill © GraceNotes Music