Just when you think the week looks a bit brighter amongst the grief and escalating uncertainty, the baton literally comes down on someones life…an African man in the African market not wearing a mask, an African American man in America robbed of his breath by a bent knee.
This morning...my dear friend in Africa is scared to go to the market alone to buy much needed resources for her family. My dear friend in America is afraid to walk the streets alone during the day. Are we really seeing into the depths of this injustice? Is anyone really seeing? Have we cast it all aside for the sake of politics? Will we ever acknowledge the strongholds in our lands from the bloodshed?
"For no one is cast off by the Lord forever. Though He brings grief, He will show compassion, so great is his unfailing love. For He does not willingly bring affliction or grief to anyone. To crush underfoot all prisoners in the land, to deny people their rights before the Most High, to reprove them of justice—would not the Lord see such things?"
Lamentations 3:31-36
"My eyes will flow unceasingly, without relief, until the Lord looks down from heaven and sees. What I see brings grief to my soul because of all the women of my city.”
Lamentations 3:49-51
I had to catch my own breath again this morning and was very aware of the breath in my lungs, the tears in my eyes, the fire in my heart...very thankful for life. I paused to meditate on what is true, fight the urge to demand justice from the Father as it is really not fair to demand from Him when humanity is making these choices.
So…today I know again the Lord sees. My dear friends are not alone. I lean into His heartbeat, listen for His voice. His voice is the voice for the voiceless. What next, Lord?
Artist: Marvin Halleraker
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