Reflecting on Lent – and on violence against women
February 2, 2010 in Africa, Asia/Pacific, Church, Ecumenism, Faith, HIV/Aids, Justice, Latin America/Carribean, Middle East, North America, Poverty, Poverty/Affluence, Spirituality
Lent starts on 17 February 2010. Here is a guest post by our friend Maryann Philbrook reflecting on Lent. She co-developed a bible study series for the season that you find here and that is highly recommended.
I’ve been thinking about Lent 2010 for a long time. This is not a season that snuck up on me this year. The main reason is that I’m part of a team that developed “Cries of Anguish, Stories of Hope: A Lenten study on the Worldwide Struggle to end Violence Against Women.” (You can check out the study http://women.overcomingviolence.org).
When I told some of my friends at Church here about this project, one quipped that “you’ve found a way to make Lent evenmore depressing.” Lent is depressing, but it’s depressing because our world is depressing. Lent is the time when we focus on the sins of this world. Lent is a time to understand our own complicity to these problems. Lent is a time where we look for Jesus’ love despite these problems. We look all the problems square in the eye and say “you cannot win.”
During my research and planning for this project I have learned about atrocities all over the world. Human trafficking is the most profitable black market industry in the world – with estimations going as high as $32 billion a year with over 27 million people currently enslaved. On average in South Africa a woman is raped every 26 seconds. In India there are 21 women of the Dalit Caste (“untouchables”) are raped each week. In the UK, the police estimate that 95% of rapes are never even reported. In the US, it is estimated that between 2 and 4 million women are assaulted every year by their partners. I did this research – I found all this information, yet the image that I see when I close my eyes is a girl in a pink shirt playing in the dirt in front of her hut in the Democratic Republic of Congo while you can hear her father saying that she will have to be a prostitute because no man will want to marry someone who is tainted. She was raped while gathering firewood. Her attacker, while jailed for a few months, will go free. I see her face and her tears every time I close my eyes to think about violence against women. Hers is the story that I cannot forget.
Yet, as much as these stories are appalling what I am struggling with is my own place in the picture.
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