Arise, O Lord!
O God, lift up Your hand!
Do not forget the humble.
“When I finished reading The Power of the Powerless I had a strange vision. I saw our crazy world, full of wars and conflicts, full of competition and ambition, full of heroes and stars, full of success stories, horror stories, love stories and death stories, full of newspapers, television, radios and computer screens, and millions of people believing that something was happening that they couldn’t miss without losing out on life, And then I saw a hand moving this heavy curtain of spectacles away and pointing to a handicapped child, a poor beggar, a chronically ill woman, an illiterate monk, a dying old man, a hungry child. I had not noticed them before. They seemed hidden so far away from were “it” seemed to be happening. But the hand pointed gently to these poor, humble, weak people and a voice said, “Because of them I won’t let this world be destroyed. They are my favored ones and with them I made my covenant and I will be faithful to it.” -Henri Nouwen