On Wartime

The National Guard is conducting
live fire training
five miles away,
rattling our windows,
frightening the dog,
startling my jittery
shell-shocked soul,
driving home the point.

My 11 year old
draws a grenade,
explains to me how it works,
which is easier to survive,
grenade in water or grenade on land.
She learned this on YouTube 
from some scientists
performing safety experiments.

This experimental 
this walk in the
shoes of another,
this drawing breath
while a sister sighs her last,
baby in her womb sighing, too,

This longing for peace,
it combines and shreds to shrapnel
the way things were,
stripping them back,
revealing what has been before
and before and before.

My slippered feet
are comfortable in shearling
while yours are sore from
walking, running
fighting, waiting

for the other shoe to drop.

I cannot comprehend

In the morning
I return to my poem,
am interrupted by a
clogged shower drain
and the sound of 
rehearsing helicopters



3 thoughts on “On Wartime

  1. Diana McGarr

    Sobbing as I write. You nailed it. My soul has been crying, “WHY?” for as long the Ukraine has been attacked. I can’t be comfortable in my blessings. I have sent money, I have texted the President, I have prayed unceasingly. I’ve done all I can think to do and it is not enough!

  2. Diana McGarr

    Dear God,

    We are heartbroken and horrified as we watch the suffering and destruction in Ukraine, as we see so many people fleeing for their lives—mothers with babies, children, and the elderly—leaving everything behind in their search for safety. And we see men—fathers and sons, and women staying behind to fight for their families and freedom. Give them your powerful protection and peace, and a faithful confidence that you are in control.

    We know, Lord, that you are in control. We know you are the God of hope and that you sent Jesus to bind up the brokenhearted and proclaim liberty to the captives. We don’t know what to do, but you do—and we’re asking you to lead us.

    Thank you, God, for giving Daily Hope the opportunity to help in practical, tangible, and intentional ways. You’ve blessed us so we can be a blessing to so many people in need. Our faith in you compels us to respond to this tragedy, for you have taught us, when someone is hungry, feed them, when someone is thirsty, give them a drink, when a stranger needs shelter, invite them into our homes. You’ve told us that when we serve the least of these, we are actually serving you. Give us opportunities to do just that.

    We know you are already at work in Ukraine. We ask that you bring good out of this bad and draw all people to you—Ukrainians, Russians, and the watching world. And we ask that your revival power move through Ukraine and Russia, across Europe, and into the rest of the world.

    We trust in your goodness and your everlasting mercy.

    In Jesus’ name, we pray. Amen.

    A prayer from Rick Warren

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