The blood cries out, the sands are stained crimson as the life pours out. The DNA of humans permeates the soil as unsuspecting men's foot steps trod over silent screams. How can this be when we have been instructed to love one another? When we have been instructed:
If a man say, I love God, and hateth his brother, he is a liar: for he that loveth not his brother whom he hath seen, how can he love God whom he hath not seen? I Jn 4:20I listen to the news nightly as over a hundred children are killed every year in Chicago, This statistic has held steady year after year, mayor after mayor, law to monitor guns, laws to out law guns, nothing has stopped the blood shed in the Chicago streets. The city that I was born in. This was spotlighted when just a little more than week after being invited to the White House Hadiya Pendleton died of a gunshot wound just a block away from the President's Chicago Home.
I learned to look into the eyes of the homeless when I first met my father. A slight man, barely over a hundred pounds, with matted hair down to his waist and an equally matted beard that reached his bellybutton, stared at me from his hospital bed. Stared at me with the same signature blue eyes that I had caught people off guard with all my life. Yes this was my father and instead of looking away I looked deeper to understand the harsh life of homelessness on the beaches of California.
I listened to Pastor Richard, who lived through the regime of Idi Amin in Uganda. He led a godless assault against the Christians for 8 years 1971 - 1979 taking the lives of hundreds of thousands of Christians.
I listened to Pastor Sami Naik tell of the assault the Hindus led on the Christians in Orissa, India on Christmas Eve of 2007. Pastors were killed in the streets so others my fear, women were raped, churches were burned. Years of work were destroyed in one evil night.
Motivated by the hate of the Christian religion, both Hindu and Muslims shed the blood of Christian brothers and sisters. Those same brothers and sister sit under the altar of God and say;
....How long, O Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth? Rev 6:10When will it all end??? When will I turn on the TV and not see death, disease and destruction?
Unfortunately, the Bible tells me that I will continue to hear of wars and rumors of wars;
And ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars: see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet. Mt 24:6See that you be not troubled..... how do you do that? How can you not be troubled? I am troubled and God help me to quiet myself before the Lord. Have you seen the horrific scenes of the men, women and children that have been killed in Syria? How can you not be troubled? God I am crying out to you to settle me because I am troubled. My eyes fill up and over flow with tears. I cannot hear of the suffering on the shores across the world and shut up my bowels of compassion. I cannot see the needs of the orphans and widows in Pakistan and turn away my ear from hearing. I cannot pass another homeless person and wonder if they have a child looking for their parent like I was. Lord you must hear our cries, Lord you must comfort our hearts, Lord come quickly......