My Religious Disappointment

Last week, a group of clergy members gathered in D.C. for a prayer vigil.

Were they praying for peace in the Middle East? No.

Were they praying for the end of the slaughter of Christians in Darfur? No.

Were they praying for an end to the poverty in the U.S. that was highlighted during Katrina? No.

They were praying for lower gas prices.

Now, I hate $2.80 gas too. I long for the days when I was 16, learning to drive, and gas cost 75 cents.

But I have missed the religious outcry over other matters that seem more pressing. Instead, seeing them pray for the end of gay marraige and lower gas prices.