HOPE

stands in the middle of the rush

of anger

of fear

of weariness

of selfishness

of pain

and says,

“I will survive this by walking through it with You, Lord.”

And as I breathe

and pray

and speak peace

I will remember

that the hate I hold

(even in the silence of my heart)

and the words that I speak

(or mutter under my breath)

spill over

into the minds

and attitudes

around me.

From the depths I cry out…

“Forgive me. Change me. Bring your Peace to our world.”

Amen.
 
 
 

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