front page of every online news network currently says something to this effect, as BBC puts it:
"Gunmen have carried out a series of co-ordinated attacks across the Indian city of Mumbai (Bombay), killing 101 people and injuring 287 more. "
thank you, Caedmon's Call, for putting some of my reaction to this horror into words:
"Father God, You have shed Your tears for Mother India;
they have fallen to water ancient seeds
that will grow into hands to touch the untouchable.
how blessed are the poor, the sick, the weak
Father, forgive me, for I have not believed
like Mother India, I have groaned and grieved
Father, forgive me, I forgot Your grace
Your Spirit falls on India and captures me in Your embrace
The serpent spoke and the world believed its venom
now we're ten to a room or compared with magazines
Father, forgive me, for I have not believed
like Mother India, I have groaned and grieved
Father, forgive me, I forgot Your grace
Your Spirit falls on India and captures me in Your embrace
There's a land where our shackles turn to diamonds
where we trade in our rags for a royal crown
in that place, our oppressors hold no power
and the doors of the King are thrown wide
Father, forgive me, for I have not believed
like Mother India, I have groaned and grieved
Father, forgive me, I forgot Your grace
Your Spirit falls on India and captures me in Your embrace"
[and i felt compelled to try out www.wordle.net for this one, owing to Amy's discovery/sharing]
right now, i'm just taking time to grieve and shed tears with our Father God for my Mother India. apparently he likes to have me sitting on the other side of the world when one of my 'home' countries is being majorly attacked by terrorists (i was in India on Sep. 11, 2001). at least i'm with my family for this long weekend while we watch and wait for the news to unfold, so we can process it together. 'happy thanksgiving' hmm.
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