Remembering . . .

Image by Doris Klein, CSA

I Remember Now In Silence 

God, plunge me deep into a sense of sadness
at the pain of my sisters and brothers
 inflicted by war,
 prejudice,
 injustice,
 indifference,
that I may learn again to cry as a child
until my tears baptize me
into a person who touches with care
those I now touch in prayer;
 victims of violence,
 of greed,
 of addictions,
 prisoners in ghettos,
 in old age,
 in sexism,
 people with broken bodies,
 with broken hearts,
 with broken lives,
whom I remember now in silence before you
because I have too often forgotten them
in the shuffle of my fretful busy-ness.

(Author: Ted Loder, Guerrillas of Grace)