God of Grace, I lift up all the people who don't decide to be activists, they just can't help it. People who do not ponder how to intervene when Archibald makes a racist comment, because the words "racist nonsense" are already out of their mouths before Archie gets to the punctuation. People whose shelves are filled with books written by authors of every imaginable background. People who are so fundamentally fair-minded that they could no more choose to ignore injustice than they could choose to disobey the laws of gravity.
Bless them, God. Grant the rest of us--those of us who have to think about it and work up the courage--a portion of that unselfconscious courage. Amen.