Father God, I hear drums of war. I hear trampling of boots and rustling uniforms as heroic medical workers everywhere march daily to the battle with an invisible, yet devastating foe. When before have our troops gone to battle within the walls of our hospitals? They pause as they don their PPE long enough to have temperatures taken at the doors before entering the fray. When before have soldiers erected military hospitals in the middle of city parks to treat ‘non-essential’ patient ills? Mercy, Holy God. We cry for mercy. We ask your forgiveness of our personal and corporate sin before your throne in the name of Jesus, according to your good and perfect will. Amen.

“In the midst of the years revive it; in the midst of the years make it known; in wrath remember mercy.” (Habakkuk 3:2b ESV)