A little prayer I’ve been working on to use in worship.
Almighty God,
We pray for those who are sick, those who are ill, those who are physically injured,
Hear the cry of your children.
We pray for those without food, without a home, without a family, without love,
Hear the cry of your children.
We pray for those whose despair is overwhelming, who have lost all hope, who have forgotten what it is like to taste your salvation,
Hear the cry of your children.
We pray for those who can’t seem to catch a break, who have the burdens piling up with no end in sight,
Hear the cry of your children.
We pray for those who are oppressed, who are broken, who are suffering, who have lost their humanity,
Hear the cry of your children.
We pray for those who find themselves in exile, for those who search but do not find, for those who knock only to find a door shut in their face,
Hear the cry of your children.
We pray for those who have trouble getting up in the morning, for those that despise life, for those who have addictions that are strangling them,
Hear the cry of your children.
We pray for those who know hatred better than hospitality, war better than peace, revenge better than grace,
Hear the cry of your children.
The world is broken. The world is a mess. The world is not what you created it to be.
May the cries of your children be heard by us.
May the cries pierce our ears even with our radios blaring, our iPods on shuffle, and the TV on.
May the cries encroach upon our lives, overcoming the fences and walls and windows that we construct to keep those cries and those people out.
May the cries of hunger pangs nauseate us as we stop for our third latte of the day, our fourth Pepsi or Diet Coke, or our fifth Snickers bar.
May the cries of brokenness shatter the perfect facades we put up to impress our family, our friends, our neighbors, our bosses, and our pastors.
May the cries of oppression infiltrate us, the perpetrators sustaining the very systems guilty of that oppression.
May the cries of your children not be foreign to us, the body of Christ.
May we be the body of Christ broken for the world.
May we be the blood of Christ shed for the world.
Lord, have mercy.
Christ, have mercy.
Lord, have mercy.
Hear the cries of your children, O God, this day and forevermore.
Amen.