Father, my God and Savior, all of us are molded, each one of us, in Your image O God, and within our souls there is a fingerprint none can erase.
I pray for those who have no regard for anyone but themselves, who put no value on human life. For nations and individuals who abuse and kill.
We are not called to be judge or jury, but we are called to be agents of change, and if the butterfly that flaps its wings should be our attitude to others then so be it, Lord, and may the hurricane this generates somewhere within the world reach into the hearts and souls of those for whom we pray, and reveal to them how precious are those for whom they have no love, and how precious are they who now bring tears to the eyes of God.
Make me an instrument of Your Peace, O LORD I pray. Amen
FOOD FOR THOUGHT (paraphrased from John Birch)