A Prayer for Charlotte
[The LORD] heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” (Psalm 147:3)
Our city is hurting. We find it difficult to put words to what we’re feeling. We’re distressed. Bewildered. Powerless.
The divisions are deep and profound. We long for justice and peace, for restoration and healing. Walls, built of prejudice and ignorance and apathy, seem almost insurmountably tall, and we cannot scale them on our own.
We need your transformative power to change hearts and minds, to tear down the walls that separate us. We need supernatural wisdom. We need to see through your eyes and hear through your ears.
We confess our shortsightedness and self-centeredness. We acknowledge our helplessness and utter dependence on you. And we call on you to bring your peace into our violence.
You have called us to be your hands and feet, to be your emissaries and agents of reconciliation. Grant us courage, and persistence, and patience. Let us forgive as we have been forgiven. Let us be merciful as we have been shown mercy. And let us be gracious, as your grace has been lavished upon us.
Above all, bring glory to yourself as you assemble one people from every tribe and language and people and nation.
In the all-powerful name of Jesus,