I am unmoored. I no longer recognize the world in which I live. I am an alien, a foreigner, an outcast. I read the news and see where another black man has been unjustly killed by police. Those who seek power seem unfit, immoral, or at the very least statesmanlike. Christians across the world are murdered because they are Christians. Religious organizations and individuals are forced to give up their profession or violate their conscience according to the ruling of our highest courts. As if this weren’t enough, men sworn to serve are mowed down in the street like June’s first cutting of hay.
We all have people in our lives that see the world differently than we do. They may be co-workers, family members, or neighbors. Our first instinct is to build walls, avoid conversations, and to pull back. How do we alter our perspective to see God’s glory in everyone and turn everyday moments into meaningful worship?
We have a picture in our minds of what it is to be a nice Christian lady. Yet, this picture often aligns more with the New Testament Pharisees than Jesus’ disciples. Do you recognize any of these heart attitudes that discredit Jesus?
When unthinkable tragedy strikes, how do we respond? This prayer is my response to a workplace tragedy that occurred recently in an office where I once worked.