Next Sunday, virtually the whole nation will turn to and pray to God in remembrance of the 100 year commemoration of the first mechanised slaughter World War 1.
It takes our God to comfort us and focus our attention on our folly of killing each other.
I don't think I'll be praying, mainly because I don't think that praying will bring my great uncle who died on the first day of the battle of the Somme back to life or his brother my other great uncle back from the bottom of the North sea ( along with the rest of the crew ) from the destroyer that he was on when it was sunk.
Funny then that god allows them to continue killing each other yet ignores their prayers year on year.
You’d have thought someone who gave up his only son for sacrifice might have put an end to such suffering by now.
Always reminds me of an internet meme which reads:
Q. Did you sleep well?