Dear President Trump,
Maybe it’s been going on for years and I just missed it, but lately it’s been feeling like a lot of kids are acting more like adults than a lot of adults are acting like adults. Take, for example, Ruddy G’s spectacularly immature performances on national television. What adult in his right mind goes on multiple TV shows and says he’s working to get up to speed on the (very basic) facts but goes ahead and offers his opinion in all sorts of inflammatory ways that make him look like an idiot and the person who hired him look even worse? And his comment that you aren’t mad at him and still love him was beyond pathetic. Sadly, I spent far too much time today thinking up “Go Ruddy, go Ruddy” cheers to egg him on. It’s like there is an immaturity vortex surrounding you and yours that threatens to suck us all in.
While adults have been entranced by idiotic political dramas, kids keep pulling our attention back to what matters. We had our annual youth led worship service today and the two seniors who preached talked passionately about things that matter. The first told us about being part of a group of teens over the last couple of years who worked together on racism, classism, homophobia, and sexism and how on his last outing with them a couple of weeks ago he finally realized he needed to check his own sense of privilege. He said he went ahead and apologized to his friends and classmates for failing to appreciate their situations and for having stayed ensconced in his own safe bubble all those years. The second student unpacked the lectionary gospel where Jesus tells his disciples to love one another as he has loved them. She shared her sense that the deepest joy we can tap as humans is in working at being in relationship with one another and engaging in the messy work of loving each other. These two students didn’t talk with each other about their sermons and yet it was as though each instinctively dove in and spoke from the heart about complimentary aspects of what it means to be healthy, mature humans, including how to be real one must be vulnerable.
May we be safe to recognize when we are insensitive and acting entitled.
May we be happy to apologize when we’ve hurt others with our actions and our inactions.
May we be willing to do the hard work required of healthy relationships.
May we see that young people are doing their best to help us all create the beloved community.