Come, Lord Jesus

An open book with text on its pages and a red ribbon bookmark on a wooden chair in front of a wall with dim light.

Today, I found myself praying for peace—not just in some abstract, global sense, but in my own life. There’s so much turmoil in the world, so many cries for justice and healing that go unanswered. And yet, Scripture promises something different. Something better. In Revelation 22:2, we’re given this vision:

“On either side of the river is the tree of life with its twelve kinds of fruit, producing its fruit each month; and the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations.”

What a stunning image. The healing of the nations. Not punishment, not domination, not revenge. Healing.

But it’s hard to hold onto that promise when so much of the world feels wounded beyond repair. I grieve the ways this nation treats the poor, the immigrant, the outsider. I cry out, “Come, Lord Jesus,” not as a cliché, but as a desperate plea. Come and do what only you can. Heal the wounds we inflict and the ones we carry. Heal the nations.

In Micah, God speaks fiercely and tenderly through the prophet, confronting injustice while calling His people back to faithfulness. Micah’s God is not distant. He’s close enough to see the suffering of the lowly and powerful enough to demand accountability from the mighty. The words of the prophet remind me that justice is not just an ideal; it is the beating heart of God’s love. That truth convicts me. It also sustains me.

I wrote in my journal: “Come, Lord Jesus. Heal the nations. I cry over this nation the way you cried over Jerusalem.” That prayer echoes through time. Jesus wept over a city that had hardened its heart, yet still went to the cross for its salvation. I want to love the way He loves. To see clearly. To weep honestly. To hope anyway.

And so I pray:

Father God, you are faithful in your word and always keep your promises. Bring peace and justice to the poor and oppressed. Forgive us when we are blind to your justice. Teach us to walk in love and humility through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

Jesus said, “For the word of God will never fail” (Luke 1:37, NLT). I’m holding onto that today. Even when the world shakes, that promise remains.

Come, Lord Jesus. Come quickly.