Lately it seems like everyone's got world peace on their minds. This past Friday at the prayer station, we had several people come by and write requests for world peace. There were a few variations of it, such as "Pray for world peace. We are all one family," but my personal favorite was written by a young girl, maybe 9 or 10 years old. She stopped by with her mom, and as her mom wrote her prayers on the board, she tugged at her sleeve and looked at her quizzically. "Write what you want to pray for," she told her. She stood with the marker in her hand and stared at the board for a few seconds, then wrote "All I want is peace."
There is a lot of strife in the Bronx. It seems like every person is dealing with at least one broken relationship that needs restoring. Many people are dealing with addictions, and others are suffering from serious illnesses. People are facing eviction, barely able to pay the rent that keeps them off the streets. There is not a lot of peace in the Bronx.
And there is not a lot of peace in our world. I'm not sure why so many people were so conscience of this last week. But I know that the only way to true peace is through God. Maybe we can start by seeing each other as the holy creations God made us, and honoring one another for being such a creation.
Last week, the lesson we taught the kids at Power Hour was "Love your neighbor as yourself." It's funny. We taught it, but I really don't think we get it. That message holds such great power to bring peace - it could transform our lives, and our world.
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