Prayer for the people.

Stop the Madness

“Nothing heals us like letting people know our scariest parts. When people listen to you cry and lament, and look at you with love, it's like they are holding the baby of you.” Anne Lamott

Just when you think the world couldn't get any crazier, some nut-job shoots an airliner filled with people out of the sky. We humans seem bent on killing one another. I watch the news at night and see murder and mayhem everywhere. Chicago is starting to look like Baghdad, with sixty murders over one weekend. People stand in the streets with tears streaming down their faces. Women in a hundred different places wail and cry at the senseless loss of their children. The world has cried enough tears to put out all the fires and fill the oceans. When will this stop?

This I say to the parents and wives and husbands and children who have lost loved ones to all this insane violence—we hold you in our hearts, we pray for your healing, we cry with you and our hearts are broken. We, who are still parents of living children, hold the 'baby of you' in our arms and rock you while you grieve. We pray for an end to the madness. We pray and hope, and hope and pray. What else can we do?

                                                       In the Spirit,

                                                            Jane