Look, this day, for the tendrils of holy love
to reach through the weeds and wrap themselves
around what yearns for tenderness.
In the thicket of busyness,
amidst the buzz of chaos,
the stillness of what is most essential awaits.
Our hearts are full
with unfolding promise,
with the wounds inflicted by shards of thoughtlessness and cruelty,
with the the balm of forgiveness,
with the hope of transformation…
Hold us, we pray,
as we navigate the terrain of uncertainty.
Steady us as we venture into the land of risk,
and wobble on the uneven path that wanders before us.
Collect the fragments of what we have
within our reach,
and gather it into the basket of abundance
from which to share with all in need.
Shower us with the dew of righteousness
that we may lean into the way that calls us home.
Anne Fraley is rector of St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in South Windsor, CT. A life-long dog-lover, she escapes the demands of parish life volunteering for animal rescue groups. She occasionally succeeds at reviving her blog at reverent irreverence.
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