The murder victims cried out in a great, singular voice: “How much longer, O Lord, the holy One, the true One, until You pronounce judgment on the inhabitants of the earth? Until You avenge our blood?” (Revelation 6:10)
I am more valuable than a flock of sparrows.*
I am more valuable than a pride of lions.
I am more valuable than a handful of sand.
I am more valuable than a bouquet of flowers.
I am more valuable than a constellation of stars.
I am a human being, just like you.
I have red blood in my veins, just like you.
I have sons and daughters, just like you.
I have moral beliefs and family values, just like you.
I seek truth and justice, just like you.
How much persecution is too much?
How much racism is too much?
How much injustice is too much?
How much murder is too much?
How much suppression is too much?
Have I given up hope?
Does my silence condone my circumstances?
Has God abandoned me?
Should I pray for revenge?
Will injustice prevail?
My hope is strong.
My voice is strong.
My faith is strong.
My prayers are strong.
And justice and compassion will prevail.
*Look, if you sold a few sparrows, how much money would you get? A copper coin apiece, perhaps? And yet your Father in heaven knows when those small sparrows fall to the ground. You, beloved, are worth so much more than a whole flock of sparrows. God knows everything about you, even the number of hairs on your head. So do not fear. (Matthew 10:29-31)