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Showing posts with label Children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Children. Show all posts

Friday, November 13, 2015

Praying for Children


Flower-Toy Memorial ~ St. Petersburg, Russia

The recent crash of the Metro jet in the Sinai Desert took the lives of 224 people. among them 25 children. Strong indications are that a bomb was planted in the cargo or luggage bays. But as depraved as someone must be to make and place a bomb that will take down a plane of people heading home after a seaside vacation, to know that your evil plan will kill children is a window into our human devolution. For all the advances: new medicine, cutting edge technology, space exploration and new forms of energy - we still kill and exploit children. We don't love them rightly.

No philosopher or spiritual leader in history ever placed children so squarely at the heart of his/her teaching as did Jesus. And so if the disciple wants to follow or be obedient to Jesus, then somehow, love for and attention to children must play a part.


Then some people came to him bringing little children for him to touch. The disciples tried to discourage them. When Jesus saw this, he was indignant and told them, "You must let little children come to me - never stop them! For the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. Indeed, I assure you that the man who does not accept the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it." Then he took the children in his arms and laid his hands on them and blessed them. (Mark 10:13-16)

Some scholars have suggested that religious orders of monks and nuns came into existence when it became clear that the ordinary folk were no longer living the Gospel way narrowly: we mixed with power too much, we found too little time for the works of mercy, we didn't pray as well, we loved money and possessions as much as anyone else.

But then it got to the point where we started to think that the real pray-ers were the monks and nuns, calling a monastery or convent, a powerhouse of prayer. That's regrettable, because every Christian home, every parish, indeed, every Christian, ought to be a powerhouse of prayer. And maybe  praying for the world's children could be at the top of our prayer priorities.

Often when human beings do terrible things to children we ask, "How could a merciful God allow that?" or "Where was God?" That might be the wrong question. I think the real question, the honest question, would be to ask, "How could WE allow that to happen?" "Where were WE...?" 

But will my prayer for children actually help them? I will trust it does. And even if it doesn't, then my prayer reflects there is at least one heart that cares for them in their pain and need. That's not for nothing in a hard world.


I pray for human life in the womb,
hungry children,
thirsty children,
naked children,
homeless children,
street children,

that we would
protect them,
guide them,
comfort them,
warm them,
delight them.


I pray for 
prostituted children,
disappeared children,
kidnapped children,
nameless children,
emaciated children,
unwanted children,

that we would
rescue them,
name them,
satisfy them,
discover them,
befriend them.

I pray for 
addicted children,
lonely children,
unsupported children,
uneducated children,
orphaned children,
sensualized children,

that we would
watch out for them,
embrace them,
console them,
play with them,
teach them.

I pray for 
the children of war,
children sold by their parents,
children trapped in slavery,
sex-trafficked children,
children caught in the turbulence of divorce,
friendless children,

that we would
clothe them,
house them,
defend them,
reassure them,
heal them.

I pray for 
children left behind,
refugee and displaced children,
special needs children,
failing children,
invisible children,
forgotten children,

that we would
educate them,
catch them,
clean them,
dignify them,
notice them.

I pray for
angry, violent children,
the child sufferers of terrorist violence,
verbally abused children,
physically abused children,
thrown away children,
murdered children,

that we would
search for them,
identify them,
surround them,
feed them,
love them all.

Amen.




Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Oh, that we would care...




Oh, that we would care about the world's children as much as we care about deflated footballs:

The naked children
The starving children
The war-traumatized children

The sexualized children
The violated children
The uneducated children

The war-orphaned children
The kidnapped children
The sick children

The unwanted children
The handicapped children
The death-threatened children

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Holding the Value for Children




ISN'T THIS A WONDERFUL PICTURE? Oh, that every child on the planet were so loved. After the February 9th post about Saint Valentine, a few people wrote, interested in the Latin roots of his name: valorem = value and tenens = holding. The name Valentine means holding the value. What's the value? "But the greatest of these is love," Saint Paul writes in his letter to the Corinthians.

Then someone else wrote about a post from a long time ago on holy tears. Putting the two together we might reflect upon holding the value of holy tears for love. Recently we heard of the parent who left a baby for an hour in a car with an inside temperature of 22 degrees. And the baby sitting young man who got the toddler in his care to inhale his marijuana pipe.

So maybe the Pauca Verba post today can be a silent prayer of holding the value of love for children. We needn't worry if the prayer will effect any global change. The bottom line, the only thing that matters, is that our own hearts be made conscious and warmed. The world is a better place for there being even one heart that is conscious and warmed. And so, we are...

Conscious of children forming in the womb
Conscious of children unschooled
Conscious of children enslaved
Conscious of children sexually violated
Conscious of children disposed of 

Conscious of children made soldiers
Conscious of children with special needs
Conscious of children brutalized
Conscious of children unfed
Conscious of children left dirty

Conscious of children where there is war
Conscious of children refugees
Conscious of children orphaned
Conscious of children terrorized
Conscious of children wandering and lost

Conscious of children where there's divorce
Conscious of children whose consciences are not formed
Conscious of children where there's disaster
Conscious of children used for profit
Conscious of children forsaken

Conscious of children in tears.
Conscious of children who beg
Conscious of children withering
Conscious of children who don't play
Conscious of children who are silent