this was posted by a friend of mine, and i think it speaks the heart of most Christians of this generation:

I was hungry, and you formed a debate team and debated the pros and cons of world hunger.
I was imprisoned, and you crept away busily hoping someone would somehow find time to visit me.
I was poorly clothed, and in your mind you disapproved of my lack of style.
I was homeless, and you preached about the spiritual shelter of the church.
I was lonely, and you left me alone to pray for me.
You seem so content, so pleased with your Christianity, but I'm still hungry and lonely, and cold.
--Anonymous

Dad, make me into someone who fights for those who don't have a voice, or can't find it anymore, or don't have the strength to stand up with those who do. Change my heart to not be humiliated to share my heart with or for "the least of these", and help me see You in the least likely to find.