Thought for today
Weeping God,
you came to share our lives,
and still you share the vulnerability,
the suffering and desolation
of human beings in the land
that we call Holy,
and in many other places
made holy by your presence.
May we recognise your presence
amid each mess we’ve made;
give us your painful blessing of tears
for all we’ve done
and all we cannot prevent.
In the salt of tears
may we taste our common humanity;
and, through them, help us to see
the way that leads to peace.
Jan Sutch Pickard, from Iona Dawn
