The world
03.09.07 (8:38 am) [edit]
The world
Pain is everywhere Lord,
All seem burdened with their past,
The wounds inflicted on them,
Children are the victims,
Ignored, beaten, abused in many ways,
The abusers once victims themselves,
Those that survive,
Becoming part of the growth,
That increases from generation to generation,
Predators, beaters, ignorers,
Those incapable of love walk our streets,
Seeking someone to share their pain,
Experienced as
Rage,
Lust,
Mixed with a deep unfeeling coldness,
The rights of others not considered,
As theirs were when small and vulnerable.
Others not predators
Become the walking wounded,
Afraid,
Fearful and alone,
Some seeking help,
Others not.
Sin is a deep affliction
Whose binding chains none are free from,
In need of healing and forgiveness.
Lord Jesus,
All this is before your eyes,
In your heart your experience with us our shame,
Degradation,
Understanding everything,
Loving those that no one else can,
Seeking to heal.
Your own earthly life snuffed out,
In the presence of those who saw and mocked;
You overcame,
Forgiving those who killed and betrayed you,
We do not know our right hand from our left.
In the midst of darkness and despair,
In the pit of pain overwhelming,
When it is the darkest,
There you are,
Loving, calling, healing,
In ways neither seen nor understood.
Oh Lord
Have mercy on all,
Heal us,
For only your infinite love can stop the cycle
Of pain and death.
Our hope is strong though understanding slight,
In the midst of doubt
Faith sees beyond what the mind can perceive,
Or understand,
The way is dark, lit with the light of faith