When There Are No Words…

by Bob Allen:

A potent cocktail of fear mixed with outrage mingled with sorrow swirled with helplessness sloshes around my soul, suffocating my every thought, every word.

Here’s what’s true: This world is broken.

Middle class.

Everyone must learn that truth. I’ve learned it is not only broken, but I am incapable of fixing it.

So I bear witness, conscious of the anguish of my fellow image bearers. But my outrage, mustered out of someone else’s experience, cannot overtake the helplessness I feel inside. Even now, my grief borders on genuine, but only in sympathy, not empathy.

I know pain exists.

I don’t know the pain.

The sins of the world are great and become more evident with each passing moment. Right now though, for the sake of the kingdom, I still my tongue and listen to the word of the Lord.

Mankind, he has told each of you what is good and what it is the LORD requires of you: to act justly, to love faithfulness, and to walk humbly with your God.”(Mic. 6:8)

God calls me to compassion, service, love, and sacrifice.

So I pray.

I pray for Jesus to come.

I pray for God to give me strength and opportunity to be his hands and feet in the coming days.

I pray for God to open my eyes to the atrocities exposed and give me a heart that weeps at every injustice, at every abuse.

Join me.





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