The Power of Women
I happened to be seated across the table from Maudine Cooper (pictured above), the afternoon’s speaker and also the President of the Greater Washington Urban League. She gave us a historical perspective of her organization and charged us to do something to make a difference in the world. She suggested that it might be something as insignificant as saying hello to people we meet on the street, in the Metro, and in the grocery store.
As we broke into small group discussions, I noted that my table was a mixture of Baptists, Catholics, Muslims, and Jews. It couldn’t get much more diverse.
We focused a lot on the idea that what we teach our children can make all the difference in the world. If they are taught respect and tolerance for everyone around them, if they are taught to love instead of to hate, so much of the divisiveness in the world will simply disappear. One person mentioned that many of us need to teach our parents and our elders the same lessons.
We remarked at how similar we really are, despite our different races and religions. As each table got up to report on their discussion, it was obvious that many of the same discussions had taken place.
To close the afternoon of thoughtful reflection, we stood in a big circle holding hands and offered a communal prayer with various women offering up spontaneous thoughts and the group responding with AMEN in between. I clasped the hand of a soft-spoken African-American in my left hand and an outspoken Jew in my right hand. But as far as the circle went, they were both just women of faith.
As the result of the afternoon’s discussions, I plan to get to know my neighbors better, inviting them over for an afternoon tea. I suddenly realized that some of them have lived in my neighborhood for quite a few years and I still don’t know their names. It was the suggestion of 89-year-old Dorothy that planted the seed for this idea.
I also plan to pursue a joint choir project with the music director of the Shiloh Baptist Church, hoping to blend some Jewish melodies with some Gospel sounds.
Even my shelter kids may benefit from the afternoon. The Urban League speaker offered to donate Scholastic books that have been given to their organization for just such a purpose.
I look forward to the next meeting of this group, which will undoubtedly be in a mosque or church. This obligation turned into a pleasant surprise.





