My participation in the work of peacemaking has, most recently, taken shape in my seventh civil rights pilgrimage.  Each one of these trips that I have had the honor of leading has been extremely meaningful, but for some reason this time walking the bridge in Selma was very powerful.

I was keenly aware, while walking the bridge, of how amazing an experience this was for the several thousand people who walked in 1965.  Most of them had participated in nonviolence training, and were completely dedicated to the principles of non-violence, and were willing to give their lives for the privilege of a democracy, and for the privilege of voting.
This reality was overwhelming for me. I realize how much I take for granted! My friends in Alabama have to go through a great deal in order to vote. I didn’t know it was so difficult.  They must complete a long application form in order to get a registration.   It is much easier for me here in Minnesota.

I am so deeply inspired by those who worked hard for the ability to vote, which in 1965 was already legal. And yet, here in 2024 voting rights are slowly being taken away for people of color and in many states around the south.  This causes deep sadness, and some anxiety, considering the upcoming elections and all that is at stake.

At the heart of our national divisions is the horror of slavery, which still has not been reckoned with… The spiritual fault lines of the Civil War are still with us.
My part in this big picture is so small. Yet, every time I travel with a new group of folks, I am amazed at all the learning….. several in this recent group acknowledged their white privilege, and their discomfort in many places along the journey. Yet, as we wrapped up with our discussion a few days ago, they were grateful for their discomfort. This gives me hope.