We lament and cry out for justice with you.
Because all is not well. The earth groans, and all her people despair of true justice.
Who will set things right? Who can heal our bodies and minds? Who can restore our ravaged hearts and homes? Our land? Our hope? Our future?
But we have hope, saints. We must not despair as we watch, wait, and mourn. Because hate will never overcome goodness (or beauty, or truth) no matter how fiercely it rages, shrieks, or gnashes it’s teeth.
For there is a greater love that will never let us go, no matter how much the gates of hell prevail and preach against it.
Can we pray that we will not shrink back in our fear or dismay? That we will be humble – and also bold!
And can we pray that we will not sin (or grieve the Holy Spirit) in our arrogance, cowardice, confusion, or self-righteousness?
Can we remain steadfast in faith and (even) joy in the shadow of all this suffering and pain?
For we have put our trust in Christ: The Son of God who suffered, and wept, and was killed by his enemies.
We have entrusted our bodies, souls, and our people, to this Jesus; who offered his whole heart – his whole life – as a ransom for many.
My prayer for you, for Orlando, for the LGBT community, for the church, and for all who are suffering today, is this: “… that with humble and contrite hearts, we would all know and understand how wide, and long, and high, and deep the Father’s love is for us…”
We lament with you, Orlando. And we pray for you and yours without ceasing.