In the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, which devastated New Orleans in 2005, someone said that when your house is under water some things don’t matter anymore. It doesn’t matter if your shoes match your purse, for example. When you are escaping to dry ground with your children, it doesn’t matter if you made your payments on your TV. Earthquakes, mudslides and wild, extreme weather can be terrifying. There is nothing to do but run for safety.
We witness the horrors of violent warfare around the world thanks to advanced reporting technology and social media. Whole cities reduced to rubble, thousands of lives lost and heartbreaking scenes of innocent people suffering make us wonder when and how it will all end. Those who claim they can end wars with military action only feed our smouldering fears.
For an end to violent conflict, for people displaced from home, for relief of suffering from natural phenomenon, we pray together, “Come, Lord Jesus.” In Advent, we long for God’s presence in power, and the trumpet sound that gathers all of God’s children from the four winds. May our anxious minds embrace the promise of God’s love that overpowers hate and comforts the suffering.
Come, Lord Jesus! End the madness of the world's consuming hate. Show your peaceful, loving grandness, suff'ring to alleviate. Amen. — DH