Evening Prayer: Economic Justice and the Kingdom

Heavenly Father, God of both the sparrow and the city, Tonight I sit with Paul's astonishing words — that all of creation groans together, like a woman in labor, waiting for something to be born. And I wonder: do I hear the groaning? The single mother working two jobs who still cannot afford her child's insulin. The coffee farmer in Guatemala who earns sixty cents from a bag that sells for fourteen dollars.…