Lord, have mercy.
Our nation has become lukewarm, spiritually. We have become so comfortable in the ease of our faith, that we have not followed Your commands.
The distant poor die of hunger, and it does not break our hearts. The sick go without care, and we turn our heads. The widows and orphans cry out in their distress, and we pour our energies into building our own accounts. Millions die without You, and yet we keep those masses far from our affections - because we are comfortable.
We have not been Your hands. We have not been Your feet. We have not been willing to change our lives drastically and turn from our comforts to invest in eternity.
Ignite our hearts, Father. Show us the eternity in every human soul. When we lock eyes with another person, remind us of their closeness and kinship. Help us find ways to care daily for those in need. Help us sacrifice comforts so that others can live. And grant us those deep, secret joys that come from investing in treasures we cannot hold.
(James 1:27)
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