Praying For A Broken Heart

“Break my heart for what breaks yours.”

That line in the Hillsong United song, Hosanna, always makes me stop and think. What breaks Jesus’ heart? Shouldn’t my heart break over the same things?

Recently, I found myself scrolling through my Facebook newsfeed and seeing post after post about horrible things happening in our world. And I just kept scrolling, eventually putting my phone down and moving on with life. Then I realized that I have become so desensitized, and I was ashamed. How did I get to this point that I can just scroll through stories like these and hardly be affected by them? The scrolling seemed to be symbolic as these tragedies came into and went out of my life with a swipe of a thumb.

It is so easy for me to feel like there is nothing I can do about any major issues. Admittedly, I do tend to get overwhelmed when I think about the amount of evil in the world (thanks to my melancholic temperament), and so my first reaction is to ignore it. My next reaction is anger. Neither one of which is what God wants.

When I think about how Jesus would react to the events of our time, I see how much his heart must be breaking. When I think about Jesus’ broken heart, it softens mine. It is not about the issues for Jesus, it is about souls. It should be about souls for me too.

For years I have been praying for an end to abortion and for years I felt called to do more than just pray. I finally answered that call about five years ago by volunteering as a counselor at a local pregnancy center once a week. It was such a meaningful experience knowing that while I may not be doing much to end the legalization of abortion, I was making a difference in the lives of women who just needed support in their pregnancy and parenting so they didn’t feel the need to have an abortion.

I wonder how many other times God has been calling me to act, but I chose to ignore Him. At the very least, I could pray for the work of those who have more influence over certain situations or for God to intervene, but most of the time I don’t. I know that prayer is powerful, but I often feel defeated or that my one prayer won’t make a difference.

I am reminded of a quote by Blessed Mother Teresa of Calcutta, “Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.” Maybe that small thing is to pray for people suffering in the Middle East. Maybe it is calling my senator to ask him to back pro-life legislation. Maybe it is baking cookies for a friend who just lost a loved one. Doing small things with great love can affect souls for eternity.

So for now, I’ll be praying for Jesus to make my heart like his. I’ll be asking him to show me what little way I can touch another soul each day. And when I feel helpless about certain situations, I’ll make sure to pray.

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