Sunday, December 30, 2007

Dearest God,

How can even one person sleep when another is hurting? Today I prayed for the people of Pakistan. Chaos, destruction and fear are all around them. Why should I rest comfortably in my home when my brothers and sisters so far away are in turmoil?

How can I truly enjoy my life when one of the little ones cry out in fear?

We share
the same ancestry,
these,
my brothers and sisters.
We all
have the same root.
We all
came from you.
My family
is grieving.
Make me not content
until all your children
rest easy.

Love, Andrea