In this world of hard, sad, difficult things,
May we also remember there is hope
There is joy
There is love.
There is always love.
When the celebrations wane
And the holidays are done
When we allow the news and the world to once again seep in,
Inspire our voices, our protests, our righteous anger.
May we be bringers of hope to the hopeless
May we show love to the loveless
And bring love to the unloved
And may a smile, a friendly face, a kind word,
Be the joy that changes a hardened heart,
We are your hands, your feet, your lips,
May your touch and strength and words be ours this day,
This we pray,