They Are Crying

No human being should have to yell their need for respect in order for it to be met. No human being should have to petition for their right to be treated as a human being. It should not matter if they are rich or poor, tall or short, 72 or 12 years old, and it should not matter if they are black or white. All human beings need to be treated as such. And there is an entire division of human beings that are crying out for the respect, honour and love that they been denied.

There is a great cry in all the earth that needs to be heard. There is a peace that has been ripped from the very hearts of many people. This great cry is a call that needs to be heeded.

In-between their cry's for justice and shouts of grief the great longing for the blood of Jesus can be heard. They are crying for the blood. There is a cry for forgiveness and a cry for justice. Both need to be heard and both need to be met with the blood of Jesus.

I don't claim to have all the answers and I don't plead innocent. I in fact have very few answers and the only one I have to give is love. One of the only things that Jesus tells us to do is love and to love others. No matter who they are, what they look like, or what is in their heart Jesus paid the price for all people.

I have no greater conviction above love. And I have no answer other than love. So all I know to do is to shout with the voice I was given and to cry and pray with the heart I was gifted. I don't really know what to do or what to say. But I will pray and I will pray because I know no other answer.

The blood of Jesus covers all and conquers all.

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