yours is the authority over every authority.
How you must grieve at our injustice,
at our petty squabbles,
at our failure to defend
the weak and fatherless,
at our attitude toward the poor and oppressed,
our failure to rescue the weak and the needy
from the hands of the wicked.
We stumble around,
and get it wrong most of the time.
You have made us
just a little lower than the angels
and crowned us with honor and privilege,
yet we fail you as though we’ve practiced it.
Forgive us, O God, judge of all the earth,
and rise up to lead us and teach us and change us,
amen.
(based on Psalm 82; photo via pixabay.com)
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