A Dark Time

Dear God,

As I stare at this blank paper I can’t help but hear the mourning and crying of my brothers and sisters, for this “Great Nation” to pay attention, to speak up, to take a stand, to acknowledge the racial injustice of our black and brown people. 

Lord, it hurts to the core to see the history books of injustice repeating itself to the minorities of this nation. What am I going to tell my future children? Do I even want to bring children up in a world like this?

It just isn’t right. I am running out of “comforting words” for my friends and family.

God, many of us live in America, the “land of the free and home of the brave.” Yet, freedom still looks different depending on your race.

Despite all of this, God, I have to remind myself that we have you. I am constantly reminding myself to have faith and faith doesn’t equal silence. Faith means trusting you and being upfront and honest about the racial injustice we are facing. 

God, I pray for all of my black and brown brothers and sisters. God, I pray for peace. I pray for strength for my people as we continue to stand up and share our voice, to say enough is enough. 

Lord, I lift up your children.. 

George Floyd 

Breonna Taylor 

Ahmaud Arbrey 

And all the names of others who have lost their lives because of the injustice. 

God, I pray that their names are remembered as more than a hashtag but, rather a catalyst for change. These beautiful people are your children made in your image. 

God, would you provide comfort to the families who have lost loved ones to these acts of violence. God, be with them and protect them. 

God, I know you are in control but I truly feel at a loss right now. My people are hurting, I am hurting. God, we need you, we truly need you! 

Although I can’t see it right now, I know You bring good from even the darkest moments. 

Help me, Father, help us to stand tall and firm as a people, with your protection and your voice leading us. 

 Amen.