Lord, I'm not sure what dark force has spread in this city where young men are senselessly killing young men. There are so many we have stopped counting, stopped caring. But You care. You care about the ones killed, the ones about to be killed and the broken families left behind. I'm sure the shortest verse still holds true--"Jesus wept." You wept with compassion for Jerusalem and you weep for LA.
Help us turn our mourning into joy. Put an end to the insanity, an end to the chain of violence. Send a new light into the city, a crisp blue healing light into the corners and the alleys, across the roofs, through the grimy windows.
Christ's light of joy and forgiveness.
So be it,
Mother T.
mother_t@yahoo.com
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