When Justice Fails

Psalm 82:1-8

I think justice makes more sense to us when we have experience and seen injustice.

When I was practising nursing in Albania in 2004 my then fiance ( now husband) and I took a gipsy lady once to have her tonsils checked up.

She was a beggar in the street and was nervous about going alone. As we entered the hospital, everyone, in the corridors start walking as though hugging the walls, the smell and the state of the lady were unwelcome.

The doctor reluctant checked her mouth and concluded that she had pus in her tonsils which needed to drain out. Then he proceeded to grab a pair of dirty bloodied scissors and aimed for the mouth of the lady.

I gathered all my strength and stopped it, it was simply unjust and illegal. He looked at me like I was a traitor but proceeded to change the scissors for a pair of sterile one. The procedure was uncomfortable but done with dignity for the lady. She was doing very well when we saw her next time.

If we believe what we proclaim then becoming a voice for the voiceless is something that we all should practice. The poor and the needy are at the centre of God’s heart.

( See Proverbs 31:8, Proverb 29:7, Micah 6:8)