Lord, words cannot adequately express the heaviness within
our hearts today. Last night in Charleston, SC, 9 of your children died in
bible study because of hatred. 3 of your children watched the horror unfold.
One of your children rebelled from your love in the worst way, committing the racially
motivated act of murder that can only be described as hatred.
It reminds us, God, that even the Church is not safe and
secure from evil, that even our houses of worship can quickly be turned into
scenes of violent crime and murder. We weep for the victims, their families,
the congregation of Emanuel AME Church, and the community of Charleston, as we
pray for healing and hope in the midst of unimaginable grief and horror. We
pray for the shooter, that his hardened heart be filled with your love, that he
may come to realize the gravity of the unspeakable acts he committed and the
consequences, and most of all that he recognize the face of Jesus in all
people, including those whose lives he took. And we pray that this moment may
teach us all to love one another more deeply, especially those who look or act
different than us, so we may realize that we are not so different after all and
that black lives do matter.
O God, humanity is full of so much hate and evil, sometimes
manifest in racism, and sometimes in violence and death. Lord, where hatred is
blossoming drive it out with your love. Where blood is shed, beat guns and
knives into instruments of productivity and peace. Where we fail to understand why someone would take the lives of others, help us to understand your goodness in the midst of the evils we face.
As religious people enter houses of worship this weekend, we
will do so more fearfully than last week. We will be more on edge, we will
wonder if any place is truly safe. And we will be startled by the answer: not
in this world. No amount of prayer, security systems, emergency action plans, licensed handguns, or
military might will ever create the security we seek. But we do know this: even
in the valley of the shadow of death, you are with us. Even when death comes
early as the result of violent, hateful acts, you are with us. You comfort
those who mourn, you welcome these 9 departed souls into your kingdom, and you remind us
in your own death and resurrection that physical death cannot and will not have
the last word.
No, hatred, evil, and death do not win in the end. And the cosmic
battle is not about good people ultimately vanquishing bad people. It is about your love
and grace utterly destroying the powers of evil and death so that they are no
more. In this we place our hope, even if today that hope is barely visible
through the tears welling up in our eyes.
