Sing a Little Louder

Earlier this week, I published a Facebook post. It looked like this:

I had seen this video via an email just that morning. It shook me. It made my stomach sink.

How could they sit every Sunday listening to cattle cars full of human beings being taken to slaughter and do nothing? Why did they keep silent about such atrocities, but chose to sing louder praises to the Lord for His goodness?

And one could make a million excuses for their apathy, but one could also give a million examples of ways they could have made an impact to save the lives of more than 18 million people.

But instead, they only sang just a little louder, drowning the cries of the millions carted off to slaughter, torture, and slavery.