I want to become an ostrich, I just want to plunge my head into sand and pretend all the mess in our world would go away, and some semblance of right would make a come back.
But I can’t, my neck isn’t long enough!
I don’t want to see another person abused, another person mistreated or killed. I want to see prejudice eradicated and love for each other overcome the evil around us.
But every time I see the news there seems to be yet another tragedy. It completely makes me Weary by Wednesday!
There is hope. Besides the love and grace I can show to all…everyone, no matter who they are, I can pray. Assured that the One who has stood firm until now, will bring all this evil to rest.
According to His majesty.
According to His strength.
Because He will have the final word,
Your statutes, Lord, stand firm.
The Lord reigns, he is robed in majesty; the Lord is robed in majesty and armed with strength; indeed, the world is established, firm and secure. Your throne was established long ago; you are from all eternity. The seas have lifted up, Lord, the seas have lifted up their voice; the seas have lifted up their pounding waves. Mightier than the thunder of the great waters, mightier than the breakers of the sea—the Lord on high is mighty. Your statutes, Lord, stand firm; holiness adorns your house for endless days. Psalm 93
I am praying for you.