One of the worst things any of us can do is to shove emotion down. Feel your grief, anger, frustration, powerlessness, loss of trust, and all the emotions that encompass these dark days of humanity. Processing these awful feelings is necessary to carry on the fight and not descend into hate or anger. I have spent my day crying and praying for the lives of the innocent Palestinians killed and their unceasing suffering, it is soul crushing witnessing the hell they are besieged with and no end to their torture. My heart and soul are hurting as the days continue and the horrors Palestinians face are a living hell. A hell with no escape that they are forced into having done nothing but walk their land. In prayer I have power and this no one can take from me. Here I have my voice and here I can grieve.
May the martyrs of Palestine know how greatly they matter. May the martyrs of Palestine know their love mattered and will be forever missed. May they rest in peace knowing this earth will find them justice. May the martyrs of Palestine know that we are worse as a world without them and this is the greatest weight the world must bear. May the martyrs of Palestine see a free Palestine and find justice.
My soul hurts. Bodies of Palestinian children are ripped apart day upon day with death unending. Children are covered in dust and blood crying because they are carrying beheaded bodies to the morgue. Babies are being pulled from rubble. None of my grief compares remotely to the pain that Palestinians are suffering and will suffer for their life from this trauma. Even if they are free, they have such a pain that is equivalent to a life sentence already. May this world fight for Palestine. May the people of Palestine be free from their deep pain and live in happiness and safety. I pray this from every particle in my body.
Watching the bravery and fierceness of those fighting desperately to be heard by leaders and elected officials heals my broken soul. Seeing someone try with all of their might out of love for innocent people who deserve peace, it mends those shattered bits within.
The fight is not over. We all must recognize our pain in order to end this cycle of hate we are living in. My sorrow caught up with me and I realized the huge grief was so immense, I had to let go and focus my energy on freeing that sorrow.
God does hear our prayers. Man determines their own actions, though. God gave us choice and free will. We have the choice to love, the greatest gift of all. To blame God is an error because it is in our own actions that the blame falls. Pray for miracles. Miracles are one of the many gifts bestowed to us, and this is the time of miracles.
*For context- I am not a member of any faith, but I believe in spirituality. As a child I was raised Catholic and later I converted to Episcopalian, but I do not need a church to experience faith and God. I need nature, which is Heaven by extension. Walk in nature and walk with God.
My prayers for Palestine and my heart. You matter. Your love matters. Your voice matters. Your existence matters. Your prayers matter. God is with you.