Hear Our Prayer, O Lord

It wasn't that long ago, Ash Wednesday. Nor was Good Friday.

On each occasion, we looked at our own mortality, frailty, vulnerability, lack of faith and lack of compassion for those who are imprisoned, murdered, less fortunate, grieving.

In a world and time when both nations and individuals more easily take up guns rather than attempt to convey their discrepancies by speaking and being heard, when the bullet or mine of preference does not necessarily kill as effectively as it can maim and shatter bodies and lives, when semi automatic weapons are easily bought - not as collectors items but as killing machines..... we are driven to our knees in prayer, supplication, grief and confusion.

From the service for Ash Wednesday:

We confess to you, Lord, our negligence in prayer and worship and our failure to commend he faith that is in us, We confess to you, Lord.

Accept ourrepentance, Lord, for the wrongs we have done: for our blindness to human need and suffering, and our indifference to injustice and cruelty, Accept our repentance, Lord.

From the service for Good Friday:

Let us pray for all who suffer and are afflicted in body or in mind:
For the hungry and the homeless, the destitute and the oppressed
For the sick, the wounded, and the crippled
For those in loneliness, fear and anguish
For those who face temptation, doubt and despair
For the sorrowful and bereaved
For prisoners and captives and those in mortal danger
That God in his mercy will comfort and relieve them, and grant them the knowledge of his love, and stir up in us the will and patience to minister to their needs

Gracious God, the comfort of all who sorrow, the strength of all who suffer: Let the cry of those in misery and need come to you, that they may find your mercy present with them in all their afflictions; and givee us, we pray, the strength to serve them for the sake of him who suffered for us, your Son Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.


In these days of trouble - from without, from within - we find ourselves asking a question that is not answered easily: WHY? Why the guns? Why them? Why me? Why do we turn to retaliation so naturally? Why do we consider murder as an option for ending disputes - either real or imagined? Why do we make war? Why have we let this go on? Why can't we find a way to end the insanity of killing? Why are so many people in jail? Why can't we find a better way? FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, why can't we embrace peace?

Our questions hang in the air while somewhere, either across the other side of the fence, across the street, across the town, across the state, across the continent, across the ocean or half way across the world, someone else is in the process of killing another human life.

There are mental illnesses that strip the mind of reason, care, liability, responsibility, respect for any form of life. There are situations which push us to the limits of reason and beyond.

There are also individuals who - in the name of financial gain alone - willingly, intentionally, illegally procure and sell weapons which were manufactured with a single intent: to maim and/or kill as many human beings as possible. They were not produced for the sole purpose of 'self defense' - or for hunting wildlife animals which will provide food, shelter, clothing and a heat source for indigeonous peoples.

We live in a world populated by nations whose budget for "defense" outweighs their spending for education and health care. Our national priorities are in direct opposition to the Divine imperative: Love God, Love your neighbor as yourself.

We, as Christians, have an obligation to pray.... we also have an obligation to one another to show respect and love. Pray. Pray individually and in groups. Let us join together to deter and eventually eliminate the existance of these lethal weapons.

Let not our hearts be hardened, yet let our intellect be strengthend.

We extend our hearts in sympathy to those who have been killed and to the families whose lives have been inexorably changed. May you find some comfort in the solidarity and assistance we offer you in your grief.

Psalm 102: 1-2

Lord, hear our prayer, and let our cry come before you,
Hide not your face from us in the day of our trouble.
Incline your ear to us; when we call, make haste to answer us.