In North Kivu, children huddle together in the rain. As conflict continues to rage around them, children are the most vulnerable victims often forced to witness violent atrocities, which have a devastating impact on their mental and emotional health.
I watch the news, God. I observed it from a comfortable distance. I see people suffering, and I don't lift a finger to help them. I condemn injustice but do nothing to fight against it. I am pained by the faces of starving children, but I am not moved enough to try to save them. I step over homeless people in the street, I walk past outstretched hands, I avert my eyes, I close my heart.
Forgive, me, God, for remaining aloof while others are in need of my assistance.
Wake me up, God; ignite my passion, fill me with outrage. Remind me that I am responsible for Your world. Don't allow me to stand idly by. Inspire me to act. Teach me to believe that I can repair some corner of this world.
When I despair fill me with hope. when I doubt my strength, fill me with faith. When I am weary, renew my spirit. When I lose direction, show me the way back to meaning, back to compassion, back to You. Amen
(This prayer was written by Naomi Levy)
