morning miles with a heavy heart. praying that peace and love will reign in our hearts. praying that i can do what i can in small and large ways to support and encourage and show grace and kindness. praying for those who are hurt and scared and mourning and feeling helpless and frustrated. praying for those who are exhibiting fortitude and compassion to continue to shine brightly in these dark times. praying for my family and community and state and country and world. praying for our human race. Father God, bind up the broken. let the salve of your grace and mercy heal wounds. YOU are the remedy.
when elinor prays for her uncle (who is a policeman) she says, “God, please keep him safe, and thank you for peace ossifers who ‘tect and serve”. it makes me smile but it also makes me think… from the mouths of babes, right? so i have started using her wise mispronunciation in my own prayers. may we be officers of peace. protecting those who are downtrodden, mistreated, neglected, ignored, unloved, unseen. may we be officers of peace. serving those who are oppressed and less fortunate and in need.