Lord Jesus I am hungry for You! I need you more and more each day. I need you to fill me with your love, to cover me with your grace, to protect me with your mercy. I need your spirit to live in me, to guide me. I need your strength because I am so weak. With each passing day I realize how broken I am, and that only you can make me whole. You restore my life on a daily basis. No one else can love me the way you can. No one else can speak to me the way that you can. In my quietness is when I hear you the loudest. I am a vessel for you Father. Fill me!
Last night I wrote a short essay on what defines us as humans. What saddens me is that I believe that those essential parts of what makes us who we are, are being lost. While animals are capable of caring and love, what sets us apart from them is the fact that we can choose to unite and support one another. We can choose to create an environment of equality and hope, yet instead we are taking this gift that God has given us and thrown it in the trash. God’s purpose for us was not to kill, hate and destroy each other. His purpose for us was to be stewards of the blessings He has provide. When was the last time you showed compassion to someone? The last time you reflected your humanity on this world? We are too caught up in our own selfishness to realize that we are destroying this beautiful world that God created for us.
While I know a huge part of the chaos in the world began with the “fall” of man, I believe God has given us the opportunity to redeem ourselves. Yet we haven’t….in fact we have done the exact opposite. The Bible tells us that when Cain killed Abel, Abel’s blood cried out to God (Gen. 4:10). How many more souls have died today whose blood is crying out to God. How many lives are suffering because humanity refuses to act human. Instead we want power, wealth, fame, control….
How can we continue to be human when we believe that one person’s hurt is more important than another. That one person who is suffering deserves less compassion because of their ethnicity, gender, location, culture. We as humans have been called to care for this world. We have been called to care for each other. Yet we are refusing to do just that.
I am glad that we have an everlasting hope of our Father Jesus, and that He has bestowed on us His grace and compassion, but what are we doing with it. When are we going to start acting human again?