Spark of Light in Darkness
Strangely, as dark and sad as this weekend has been, I feel reenergized with newfound hope.
First, there was my social media blackout (though brief since I’m here blogging today), but then I learned about so many protests organized in memory of Trayvon Martin, and the Times Square rally – which covers a wide range of supporters, black, white, Asian, Latin@s, etc. – really gave me so much hope. Here I was thinking that most people believed as those awful, hateful Internet bigots believed. As long as love protests hate, as long as a multiracial coalition can organize against hateful bigots, all is not lost!
Second, there was this amazing speech that I came upon today by 16-year-old Malala Yousafzai, delivered before the United Nations.
I have a new hero! 😀 Any young person who, like Trayvon Martin, was targeted with a gun simply for who and what they are, but unlike our fallen hero, survived her gunshot wound and rose up with an even bigger voice that would NOT be silenced, is someone we all need to listen to.
Indeed, anyone who can say this:
Dear friends, on 9 October 2012, the Taliban shot me on the left side of my forehead. They shot my friends, too. They thought that the bullets would silence us, but they failed. And out of that silence came thousands of voices. The terrorists thought they would change my aims and stop my ambitions. But nothing changed in my life except this: weakness, fear and hopelessness died. Strength, power and courage was born.
I am the same Malala. My ambitions are the same. My hopes are the same. And my dreams are the same. Dear sisters and brothers, I am not against anyone. Neither am I here to speak in terms of personal revenge against the Taliban or any other terrorist group. I am here to speak for the right of education for every child. I want education for the sons and daughters of the Taliban and all the terrorists and extremists. I do not even hate the Talib who shot me. Even if there was a gun in my hand and he was standing in front of me, I would not shoot him. This is the compassion I have learned from Mohammed, the prophet of mercy, Jesus Christ and Lord Buddha. This the legacy of change I have inherited from Martin Luther King, Nelson Mandela and Mohammed Ali Jinnah.
Let me tell you: No way will I let the hate that caused the Zimmermans and the Talibans of the world to pull triggers on our children get me down. No way! Not when we have our future so bright and so determined.
Dear Soul Davidians, I was filled with despair, but now the spark of light has kept the darkness away. HATE WILL NEVER PREVAIL AS LONG AS LOVE AND HOPE SURVIVE!
*Heart wide open with fist in the air.*
I need to add another Voice here: