A million times I try.
I'll never capture the words of my heart.
I hear of the tragedy and tortures of this world. I know the life that I have lived. That my friends have lived.
All these horrors... I don't know how to react.
I have no desire to question You anymore. I trust You.
But that doesn't ease my constant brokenness.
I want to pray for this world.
But I want more too.
I know I could never fix the world. I could never reconcile us all to peace.
But I want to show peace and love to those stuck in the storm.
These injustices have to stop.
God. My heart really cries out to You tonight.
Children are crying, people are dying.
People starve. They have no homes.
Girls are forced into sex slavery.
Little boys forced into brutal civil wars.
I can't sleep tonight. Knowing things are so messed up.
And I'm here. In a warm, comfortable dorm room.
It's despicable. I hate it.
I want to sleep outside, walk with no shoes on, go days without food or clean water.
Just to catch a glimpse of the life so many of my fellow human beings endure every day of their lives.
I want to trade places with that little girl being raped tonight, so she can have a moment, a night, of peace and safety.
I want to take that little boys place so he doesn't have to kill another human and desensitize him to the value of life.
God. Couldn't just one of those suffering people have my life for a day?
Father, NEVER let this fire for the hurting and broken leave my soul. NEVER. Not for a moment. Let them be my reason for doing and giving 110% while I'm in nursing school. Let them be my focus for serving you. Please.
And, Dad, Please. Please, give them comfort tonight. Please. Give them a glimpse of hope. A shimmer of the sunshine beyond the storm. I can't do anything more from here than beg this of you.
Even though I don't understand, Adonai, I love you and thank You for the blessings you did give to me, so that I may in turn, serve You.
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