Where shall I direct my prayers? Only to you, Lord. Only You understand. You hear and you do right. Not only do you hear my prayers, but even my cries. I groan for relief for this earth, this country and your people. All of creation is groaning today and it’s no different than yesterday. We groan because we all fall short of your glory. We long for glory. Show me your glory.
When your people cry you are attentive to every word. We often don’t know what to pray or how to articulate our thoughts, but you know us still so well. You know the words before they form upon our tongues. You are King and God, so this morning, I pray to you. This morning, I make the cross of Jesus my focus and aim. His sacrifice bears the weight of my sin and the burden that this world longs to be relieved of. So I come and lay it all there.
This morning we are a nation who grieves. Bloodthirsty men have come in and devoured the flesh of innocent people to fulfill their religious zeal. They serve Satan. Their wickedness is more than I can bear. But they will not boast forever. You will destroy them in their lies and with great justice bring them to nothing. You abhor all evil. “You hate all evil doers.”
“For there is no truth in their mouth;
their inmost self is destruction;
their throat is an open grave;
they flatter with their tongue.
Make them bear their guilt, O God;
let them fall by their own counsels;
because of the abundance of their transgressions cast them out,
for they have rebelled against you.” Psalm 5:9-10