“Do you want us to command fire to come down from heaven and consume them?”
*Sigh*
You’d be hard pressed to find a more depressingly contemporary question in the Bible. And this from two of Jesus’ disciples!
Well, here’s a contemporary response. A poem by John Roedel . . .
I can’t make the world be peaceful
I can’t prevent children from having to hide in bunkers
I can’t silence the sound of bombs tearing neighborhoods apart
I can’t turn a guided missile into a bouquet of flowers
I can’t deflect a sniper’s bullet from turning a wife into a widow
I can’t stave off a schoolyard being reduced to ash and rubble any of that
the only thing I can do is love the next person I encounter without any conditions or strings, to love my neighbour so fearlessly that it starts a ripple that stretches from one horizon to the next
I can’t force peace on the world, but I can become a force of peace in the world, because sometimes all it takes is a single lit candle in the darkness to start a movement
oh, Spirit, let me be a candle of comfort in this world
let me burn with peace.