Witness
At 5:30pm this evening I got a call from my mother to tell me that the girl in this article is a childhood friend of mine. She is the sweetest little girl you’ll ever meet. And I wish I could hunt this guy down and cut his penis off. But all I can do is stand dazed and witness these scenes of violence and pain as they whirl past, drag past, stagger past, dance past in a haunting waltz. Because this is life, and everyday I see Christ crucified in the eyes of those around me.
Please join me in praying for my friend, her family, her boyfriend, and everyone touched by this wretched and despicable occurrence. And pray for life in this crazy, messed up, sin-filled world. May we all one day learn to live well. May we somehow learn to heal, and to survive, and to make things well.
Witness
by Sarah McLachlan
Make me a witness
Take me out
Out of darkness
Out of doubt
I won’t weigh you down
With good intention
Won’t make fire out of clay
Or other inventions
Will we burn in heaven
Like we do down here
Will the change come
While we’re waiting
Everyone is waiting
And when we’re done
Soul searching
As we carried the weight
And died for the cause
Is misery
Made beautiful
Right before our eyes
Will mercy be revealed
Or blind us where we stand
Will we burn in heaven
Like we do down here
Will the change come
While we’re waiting
Everyone is waiting
