Sunday, August 2
By the blessing of the upright, a city is exalted, but it is overthrown by the mouth of the wicked.
—Proverbs 11:11
We are saddened when the media reports exploitation by politicians and leaders who are meant to be public servants. Such reports are tragic because exploitation and abuse grind down the beauty, possibility, and potential of a city's inhabitants. What is left behind is a scratching emptiness that invites further violence and abuse. The light that stands expectantly by becomes covered with darkness and despair.
We have the capacity to use our words to scatter the darkness and make the light visible. As we open our eyes and souls to the pain and pathos, to the delight and hope that pulsate in our cities, we have the opportunity to use our words to bring blessing on those in pain and celebration to those dwelling in hope.
When words of blessing are called down, our cities are lifted up. Imagine a city rich in peace simply because we cared enough to ask for God's abundant blessing.
Gracious God, let the blessing of heaven descend like gentle rain on the city in which I dwell.