Jummah Reflection: Aftermath
Jummah Mubarak, Shabbat Shalom & TGIF.
I’m generally not a worrier. It’s just not who I am. But right now? I’m worried.
And that is a good thing.
Because there are a lot of people whose worries I ignored this year. Voices from my Muslim community, from the Jews I know, from my Black American friends… I heard them, but I didn’t LISTEN.
I wanted a specific outcome in the election and refused to see the reality around me. And that’s the opposite of the strategic thinking that I pride myself on.
I don’t intend to make that mistake again.
My eyes are wide open.
And I’m listening.
This weekend I’m engaging in some serious conversation with American Muslims and Jews about what we can do together to protect ourselves and other minorities in the years to come.
And I am going to listen.
The way forward is uncertain and I won’t lie to anyone and tell you it’s all going to be ok.
My work as an interfaith activist and a writer will be transformed by what I hear by the people who have the most at stake.
But first, I’ll listen.