A Prayer for the Indifferent Lord of the Skies and of the Seas, Lord of the Earth and of the Stars, free us from the curse that lies heavy as a blanketing fog upon this land. Hold Your sun at noon for as long as it takes to evaporate the mist, for the haze shields us from each other, provides a veil that hides our struggles, and renders them only abstract notions, much less able to disturb our comfort. To be sure we are aware of numbers; seven thousand children die of hunger every day, but if we cannot run a finger over the ridges of their bare ribs, then we find it much easier to maintain our peace of mind. Lift the fog, O Lord. Reveal all of Your creation in the fullness of its unrepentant misery. Destroy our indifference through an onslaught of inescapable misfortune and woe. Let all the indifferent be so stricken with heartbreak that the walls behind which they hide from the tragedy of others are laid low to ruins beyond repair. Lord, You find me once again, praying for calamity, though I know it is not what You intended. O Lord, where did You go wrong in the making of one such as me? |
A Prayer for the Indifferent David Keffer Knoxville, TN October 21, 2014 |