This procession was a humbling experience for me. When I think of “demonstrations,” I think of anger, violence, and conflict in the service of getting a point across.
But this procession was different. Walking in silence from the National City Christian Church (a congregation of our denominational partners, the Disciples of Christ), there were no signs, no shouting, no singing, no arguing. In the silence, there was a determination to stand for the law of love given us by Jesus, and to reclaim his good name from the robber barons who have sullied it for political purposes.
On the sidewalks and in the intersections, Capitol Police officers escorted us along the four blocks of our route. Servers and diners in sidewalk cafés watched us walk by—a few took photos, and all were respectfully silent.
The apron in front of the White House had been cleared of eighth-grade class tours, and the group held up our LED candles while each of the five faith leaders read a statement. Together, we sang This Little Light of Mine. Then, we dispersed quietly into the evening.
We stood for Jesus the way Jesus would stand for us: quietly, with dignity, and remembering his love that is extended even to those who defame him.