"what's for dinner?"
A simple question that evoked many complex emotions for me today.
To many, it's a choice between cooking at home, grabbing something on the way home or eating out.
To many others it's a choice between going hungry for the night or paying the next bill.
And to others, it's a painful reminder of loved ones that used to ask such a simple question right as they got home.
My heart breaks for the many voices reduced to echoes.
For the teary eyes.
For the torn hearts.
For the many empty spots at dinner tonight.
Dear lord I am on my knees, weighed heavy by the violence ripping through your lands, begging you please to have mercy on those whom have been taken away from us and to grant us the strength to let our humanity radiate through the plumes of hate and violence.
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