i don’t see it.
the earth is groaning night and day.
a song of human slavery.
of dark disease and poverty.
of children in captivity.
God, that’s the sound that comes to me.
are you still far away on high?
still staring out at that empty sky?
still reaching out with that longing hand?
i hear no voice and i don’t understand.
i know about theology.
i know you gave your son for me.
i know you’re wrapped in mystery.
i get invisibility.
but i still see their misery.
i hear their voices haunting me.
saying “who will come and set us free?”
“who will come and set us free?”
“who will come and set us free?”
so.
here am i. send me.
{i stole these words from the youtube video "a thousand questions" but they echo my heart's cry.}
that's really all you can say in the face of so much pain, isn't it? "here am i. send me." it's so few words, so desperate, and so huge. i hear you there. good for you for not hiding from the emotions and letting yourself be moved away from bitterness and towards something, even if you don't understand exactly what that "something" is yet.
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