Jesus, my Friend,
I want to say, “I got nothing. I can’t pray.”
And I guess that’s what I’m here to say today.
I can’t pray. I can only cry.
I am crying for the violence of the world and our country and communities
for our schools and airplanes and in chemical attacks
and for refugees turned away and drowned
and people who starve while others have too much.
We are soul-sick.
You know. You were here, you saw it.
All our castles, all the lovely sources of our pride, are torn down
and there is nothing.
And I’ve got nothing. Nothing but You.
Mary Beth Butler is an Episcopal layperson in North Texas. She is a retired university administrator, paving contractor, and occasional blogger.
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