This has been a somewhat emotional week for me. In addition to the anniversary of my son’s death, the election crazies are really getting to me (my apologies to those of you in another part of the world — maybe I should come visit until after the first week of November!) But I think what’s hurting the worst just now is the shooting yesterday of the sweet little Pakistani girl, Malala Yousufzai, shot just because she wants an education. I could write pages and pages of how I feel about judgements and hatred and prejudices, but for now I thought I’d share with all of you this prayer I saw today on Facebook. I shared it there as well, but would like to add it here. It articulates so well what I feel; I only wish I could have written it. It’s written by Rabbi Harold Kushner.
A Prayer for the World
Let the rain come and wash away the ancient grudges, the bitter hatreds held and nurtured over generations. Let the rain wash away the memory of the hurt, the neglect.
Then let the sun come out and fill the sky with rainbows. Let the warmth of the sun heal us wherever we are broken. Let it burn away the fog so that we can see each other clearly, so that we can see beyond the labels, beyond accents, gender, or skin color.
Let the warmth and brightness of the sun melt our selfishness so that we can share the joys and feel the sorrow of our neighbors. And let the light of the sun be so strong that we will see all people as our neighbors.
Let the earth, nourished by rain bring forth flowers to surround us with beauty.
And let the mountains teach our hearts to reach upward to heaven.