Uncle Josh Turns to the Hymnal

I have found it hard to put things to words lately. This is making NaNoWriMo difficult, my online writing class an impossibility, and any sane reaction to the Paris attacks beyond all hope. But today the processional hymn managed to give me words: O God of every nation, of every race and land redeem the whole creation with your almighty hand; where hate and fear divide us and bitter threats are hurled, in love and mercy guide us and heal our strife-torn world.   From search for wealth and power and scorn of truth and right, from trust in bombs that shower destruction through the night, from pride of race and nation and blindness to your way, deliver every nation, eternal God, we pray!   Lord, strengthen all who labor that we may find release from fear of rattling saber, from dread of war’s increase; when hope and courage falter, Continue reading Uncle Josh Turns to the Hymnal