Anger, sadness, too much loss


We are mourning at Jubilee USA for all of the lives that the coronavirus took from us.

From our network around the world and across the US we've lost too many friends and colleagues. So many of our chapters, congregations and partners of all faiths are suffering losses. We've seen pastors of our congregations fall to the virus.

In recent weeks, the coronavirus hit hard and killed members from the Sisters of Mercy, the Jesuits, the Sisters of St. Joseph, the School Sisters of Notre Dame and St. Francis and the Maryknoll Fathers, Brothers and Sisters.

Our dear friends who dedicated their lives to service are lost to this disease.

As we wrestle with grief and anger, in honor of all those suffering around the world, we've updated our Prayers in a Time of Pandemic. Now included is a beautiful poem from Roberta Badger-Cain from Jubilee Oregon. The poem is inspired by Cardinal Peter Turkson's recent prayer and speech he offered to the members of Jubilee USA on our recent national and global video call.

You can download this vital poem and prayer resource here. Jewish, Muslim, Christian, Catholic, Lutheran, Presbyterian and United Church of Christ friends contributed to this traditional and interfaith resource. We hope our resource will lift, inspire and challenge you.

As you know from the e-mails below, our efforts are seeing success and have never been more important. Amidst our anger and sadness, we are seizing this moment when world leaders are focusing on our Jubilee USA efforts - to tackle inequality and end extreme poverty.

In May, June and July, world leaders will make further decisions on our debt, trade, tax and transparency campaigns. We are grateful that you are with us as we approach these critical decision points in the coming days.

Someone I was lucky to work with and a friend of Jubilee USA, John Prine, was lost to the virus. John was a magical musician who inspires us still. As our journey together continues, I leave you with his words of hope and lament from his song, Angel from Montgomery:

"If dreams were thunder
And lightning was desire
This old house would've burned down
A long time ago

"Make me an angel
That flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster
Of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing
That I can hold on to
To believe in this livin'
Is just a hard way to go"

In hope,