It's 25 years or more since my son first talked of the 'mommies crying', yet nothing changes.
I have been listening to the news this week and again, we have stories of bombs being dropped. The images on our TV screens show the agony of families ripped apart by war and violence. Mothers desperate to hear news of their sons fighting far from home. Mothers whose children have died. Mothers now widowed and anxiously wondering how they will cope alone.
I feel helpless in the midst of all this pain.
I feel guilty — and yet thankful — that I do not know this pain. What can I do but pray?
And pray and pray again. Surely God's way is that of peace and care and love? God's heart must hurt as He sees how we treat one another and break as those mommies weep.
We must all keep on praying for peace... for all God's children and their mommies.
“My prayer is that we have finally reached a tipping point. My hope is that when the protests fade and the marches slow that our will as a church to truly eradicate the scourge of racism won’t dissipate but grows even stronger.”
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