This week we mark the UN’s International Day of the Girl Child on October 11th. The day was created by the United Nations General Assembly to help promote opportunities and equal access for girls everywhere. The UN created it to increase public awareness in different areas such as health care, education, and freedom from domestic violence.
Prayer for Victims of Violence
Welcome into your arms the victims of violence and terrorism.
Comfort their families and all who grieve for them.
Help us in our fear and uncertainty,
And bless us with the knowledge that we are secure in your love.
Strengthen all those who work for peace,
And may the peace the world cannot give reign in our hearts.
We should also pray for the man who fired the gun and caused this violence.
From the Beliefnet Prayer Library
One of the dearest “church ladies” that I had the privilege to know died yesterday in hospice care. She was living with her daughter and son-in-law, and at an elderly age, she peacefully died in her sleep. As a widow, she left behind one daughter, a son-in-law, and countless grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
When I was out of high school and on college breaks I was invited by her to come over and clean the house. This was for practical reasons because the labor of sweeping, dusting, and scrubbing were getting too difficult for her and her late husband. I was happy to do it, but later on the visits became more fun. I would drive them to church or spend an afternoon with them just to make sure they were doing just fine. (You see, her husband got more confused as he got older, and her family just wanted to be sure they were both ok).
It was in these Sunday afternoons that I learned some of the best lessons about marriage, love, and life. This couple had spent over 60 years together, and from what I could tell, they were still in love with each other decades later.
So, even though she didn’t know it, what did that special church lady teach me?
I learned how to play dominoes when I spent time with these two. As we went around the table each taking our turn, her husband would easily forget what “level” we were playing and get confused. This gracious woman never became frustrated by this or raised her voice. Her patience was incredible.