A Prayer for the Children of Gaza

Dear God, Source of Compassion,
You, who dwell within every heart—
we turn to You, not in distant heavens, but here,
within us, where love and mercy reside.

The children of Gaza are crying.
They hunger, their small bodies shrinking,
their bellies swollen with emptiness.
They drink from poisoned water
while the world looks away.
Their dreams are burned into ash,
their laughter buried beneath rubble.
And they are cold—shivering beneath open skies,
their homes turned to dust,
their blankets stolen by winter's breath.

What would You have us do, O Source within?
You are the love that compels us to act.
You are the courage that shames our silence.
You are the hands that rebuild,
the voices that speak truth,
the hearts that break open in empathy.

May we feel their hunger and bring them bread.
May we carry their thirst and fight for clean water.
May we hold their terror and replace it with peace.
Let us see You in their eyes—
their hollow, tear-streaked eyes—
and be moved to end their suffering.

For the child who clutches a burned photo,
for the mother cradling an injured baby,
for the father digging bare-handed through ruins,
may Your presence within us rise.
Let us be the shelter they need,
the warmth they are denied,
the hope they cannot find.

Dear God,
do not let us turn away.
Do not let us be silent.
May the love You planted in us
grow fierce enough to end this misery.

Let us vow:
No child should fear the sky.
No family should drink despair.
No people should be erased.

You are the light in their darkness.
You are the light in us.
Guide us to act, to love, to give—
until the children of Gaza can smile again,
until peace stands where rubble once lay,
until justice is no longer a distant dream.

Free Palestine.
Amen.