On December 14th, fifty women bundled up, stepped into the bitter cold, and began marching. With tears in some of their eyes and passion in all of their voices, they marched down Liberty Street to remember the 26 lives that were taken by gun violence at Sandy Hook Elementary School.
On the fourth anniversary of that dreadful December day, they remembered the teachers, administrators, and first grade children who were killed so senselessly. Today, I want to honor those women as they honored the lives lost too soon.
These women are a part of Moms Demand Action for Gun Sense in America. Last month, fifty of them (not all participants are mothers, and some are men) marched through Ann Arbor, Michigan in frigid weather. They almost canceled the march because of the wind and temperature, but in the end, they decided to move forward. Their cause is important to them. Human lives are important to them.
I suppose the event might have seemed like a parable. So often, when these women push for protections and reasonable shifts in gun legislation, they receive the cold shoulder. At times, they are even vilified. They are facing the powerful influence of the NRA. That influence is deeply entrenched throughout all levels of our political system. But do you know what these women do?
They keep marching.
They keep going, pushing, and advocating because they believe in the value of human lives. They believe in safe communities. They believe in common sense gun laws.
They keep marching.
On December 14th, they marched into the bitter cold. I’m sure that sometimes, they must wonder if any of this makes a difference.
It does. One of the mothers who lost her seven year old child at Sandy Hook found the single news story that covered this event. She was deeply touched that these advocates would march in such weather to honor her child and the lives of all children. It heartened her even in the midst of her painful grief. She contacted the Moms Demand Action chapter to share her thoughts with them. It matters.
We must keep marching.
The truth is. . . we never know what kind of impact and connections we can make when we continue to move forward.
When we lend our lives toward the causes that call us, we will face resistance. It is nearly inevitable. But we are also resistance. Over time, we create pathways for change, often through relational connections and levels of impact we did not even begin to anticipate.
So we keep marching.
Today, I also think of the millions of women who will soon march in Washington D.C., as well as the thousands who will march elsewhere across the country. We are resistance. It matters.
Even and especially in the cold.