Thoughts, feelings, and prayers ricochet around my mind like stray bullets from the shootings this week in Dallas and in my own neighborhood.
Sadness… for the victims, their families, their communities, and the shooters. I wail most loudly for the Christ-less dead who now face a wrathful and hopeless eternity. Please catch my tears, Lord Jesus.
Anger… at death and death-dealers, including human and demonic killers. Please bring killers to justice, Lord Jesus.
Homesickness… for the new heavens and the new earth. My fragile, unarmored body, heart, and mind are not built to withstand hollow-pointed bullets, hollow-hearted condolences, and hollow-headed solutions. Please come back, Lord Jesus.
Relief… because God was, is, and always will be The Sovereign King. Yes, the ignition of every grain of gunpowder in every bullet, the contraction of every muscle fiber in every shooter’s trigger finger, and the fall of every drop of blood onto every American sidewalk bends to Your eternal decree. Thank you for being The King, Lord Jesus.
Awe… at God’s patient endurance with our bloody culture. Why, O Lord, have you not yet soaked Your righteous robes with the whole of our American blood? Your unfathomable longsuffering staggers my heart and bends my mind to breaking. I worship you, Lord Jesus.
Conviction… over evil in others and in myself. Yes, I feel the fiery prick of the murderous seeds which are lodged in all human hearts, including my own. Forgive and cleanse me, Lord Jesus.
Resolve… to continue to battle evil in complete dependence upon Your enabling grace. Grant me courage and valor in wielding Your truth in love, Lord Jesus!
Hope… in God’s promises. Fulfill each golden word from your Word, Lord Jesus.