Out the window from my desk, traffic is backed up on the Beltway. I fear an accident is to blame. Whose lives have been changed by this?
God, comfort those involved.
After Sunday morning’s worship service, where palms were raised, and praises sung, I went home to read of bombings in Egypt. At least 44 brothers and sisters were killed during their Palm Sunday worship.
Have Mercy, O God. Bring peace.
Last week images circulated the news of a chemical attack in Syria. Mothers, fathers, children had their lives destroyed. The pictures are hard to look at, they make me think of my own children. But only by looking, can I know and understand the evil in the world. By seeing, I join their suffering.
Open my eyes, O Lord. May your justice be found.
As Jesus looked upon the Holy City, he cried out “Jerusalem! Jerusalem!… How often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing.” Upon the death of his friend Lazarus, Jesus wept. The very tears of God, shed. His heart broken too, by the pain and suffering of this world.
But with a Big Heart he went forward, that his hopeful kingdom might come to his people.
Teach us to weep when there is weeping. Teach us to rejoice when when there is rejoicing.
Give us big hearts, O God.