I will pray for Orlando. I will pray for France. I will pray for Syria, and Turkey, and Russia – and America.
I will pray for this world that will one day belong to our children.
I will pray for a world that is falling apart, a world that is blinded by ignorance and fueled by rage.
I will pray for a country left with an impossible choice between two evils. I will pray for it all.
But then I will pray for my own heart – because that is where it begins.
I will pray for the courage to do little things with great love.
I will pray for the wisdom to foster peace in my children, because those who do not know peace cannot bring it to others.
I will pray for the Love that only He can give. Hate is loud. Hate is boisterous. Love is quiet, but Love conquers all.
In the eyes of the world, we are powerless, you and I, in our little corners, living our little lives. But we are the world. Each of us, in some small way, brings light or darkness.
My hand will never sign national documents, but it will soothe my children and I will teach them gentleness.
My lips will never give great speeches that will rock a nation to its core, but they will speak words of love to my children. They are learning from me what love is.
My feet will never march bravely onto battlefields, but they will walk – silently – endlessly – giving, performing those thousand and one little tasks that make our house a home.
I will bring love here, I will bring peace here – and from here, it will go out into the world.
Hate is all around, but I believe in the good. I will always believe in the good.
It starts here. It starts now.
It begins with me.