Lord, come and heal the world

Lord, come and heal the world. Lord, give me eyes to see when I need to step in and help, and when people are just taking advantage of my kindness. Lord, give me the strength to forgive those who take advantage of me.

Lord, come and heal me, in Jesus name, Amen.

Dearest Heavenly Father,
I don’t want to grasp and cling to everything, thinking that I need it all. Give me the grown-up sense of being content with a few things that I learn and do well. Give me the grown-up sense of knowing who I am and who I am not. I am tired of getting caught up in things that are diversions and distractions.

Lord, come and heal me, in Jesus name, Amen.

I woke up this morning and it was like any other morning. I had been having some dream. It was a nonsensical dream about saving the old company I used to work at ten years ago from an evil hacker. I caught the hacker and as he tried to escape down a fireman’s chute, I stood on his hands as he was preparing to leap to the pole.

I woke up and still needed coffee because I am still taking my sleeping aids. I am taking my sleeping aids because I can’t seem to fall asleep without them.

Surely, I do need to reduce my intake of drugs to being only the caffeine found in tea. I need to cease even the Lexipro one day soon. My irritability is nobody’s problem to solve but my own–with, of course, the Lord’s help.

The world is messed up and I still am messed up, too.

I want to help fight poverty, but I would rather get caught up in reading books about the problem than going out and doing something.

I need to start having a much better picture of reality. This is so hard to obtain from any media. The media, even the most well-meaning, bleeding-heart, save-the-world liberal media, is obsessed with the rich and their ways. The rich are so few compared to the rest of the world. If all of the poor united to solve their problem, then the rich wouldn’t be so rich. Maybe it would look like capitalism with a sense of compassion or maybe it would look more like true communism–as practiced by those who have hearts for others–but, maybe it wouldn’t look like any ism at all–just people wanting to help other people, and children all being instilled with a sense of wanting to do the same.

The world is a much better place than it used to be, but it is hardly a utopia for most of its inhabitants.

I don’t want to save the world, but I don’t want to forget about how it groans, either.

I need to put an end to my days of accumulating books and things, an end to planning endless, expensive vacations and going out to eat expensively. I need to put an end to my drinking, except on the occasional special occasion.

Tea, juice, smoothies–that’s to be my drink. My food will no longer include much beef or pork at all.

This isn’t due to me thinking everyone should eat like this out of a religious belief. I think that I should eat like this to make myself less of an extravagant consumer of all the things that are expensive to produce.

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