Living in a Wounded World

I wrote this four days ago, but the feelings have only grown stronger. Forgive us, Lord.

I have nothing insightful to say today. I’m tired. Not physically, although there is that too. I’m emotionally, mentally, and spiritually kaput. The world is so full of anger. There’s so much fear. So much pain! It’s like the entire human race is a wounded animal.

Come, Lord Jesus. Heal our hurts.

We’ll try our absolute hardest not to bite the hand that feeds us.