Minnesota, Warsaw, and Jerusalem

Just some sketches of notes and rough draft of thoughts…

The Park in Minnesota

My friend sent me a message yesterday on Marco Polo. She went to the park with her two year old son, just wanting to get out. Everyone, these days, are feeling cooped up due to Covid. Upon arriving at the park there was a black man playing his music, at the park, very loud. The music was full of offensive language. She debated what she should do. If she approached the man asking him to turn the music down, her being a white female, what would his reaction be? If she called the police, she risked the story being blown out of proportion and that could perhaps even starting a heated protest in her city in the following days. Due to the current climate with Black Lives Matter, confronting the truth that blacks are often unfairly and unjustly treated, it seems to also have created an atmosphere that it is wrong to suggest that something a black person is doing is wrong. She conclude that the best thing to do in that situation was to just leave the park and not confront the issue.

This brings up a great topic to discuss. When is it morally strong to confront and when is it morally strong to stay quite?

The Jews in the Warsaw Ghettos

I’ve been reading a few different books about the Warsaw Ghetto, and I keep thinking, “There were so many Jews in the Ghetto, why didn’t they combine together to take down the Germans? Why, when the Jews outnumbered the Germans, did they not unite and fight?” I recognize that this is not an easy question to answer, and perhaps it is my overly naive thinking that causes me to ask it in the first place. One could easily respond to my question with, “You don’t know what you’re saying or asking.”

Like a Lamb to the Slaughter

And then with both of these examples, my mind goes to the Bible account of Jesus Christ in the finial week of his life. When he was brought before Herod he was silent (Luke 23:9) and did not respond to his questions. When he was brought before Pilate he answered his questions. When the soldiers came to the garden of Gethsemane, he did not put of a fight, he did not resist, he went like a lamb to the slaughter. Dr. Korczak also walked like a lamb to the slaughter with the children from his orphanage.

I just finished reading “the war chapters” in the Book of Mormon. Moroni, over and over and over talks about the duty to fight to resist evil, to fight to protect your lives, liberty, and family. He doesn’t just say it’s a good idea, but it’s the morally right thing to do.

And so my thoughts are turning around the ideas of when it is morally right to confront and fight and when it is morally right to be silent like a lamb going to the slaughter.