A Prayer For Those Who Mourn God Of All Nations and Peoples: We remember and we lament. Comfort us, O Holy One, as we cry out to You: We remember the tragedy that happened twenty years ago on September 11th. We remember the smoke, the shock, and the fear. Two decades have come and… Read More
Dear God, my head is spinning with so many words…quiet neighborhoods…not racist…paralyzed from the waist down…180,000 dead in the U.S. alone…millions still out of work…trade-off…secrets…unrest…Hurricane Laura. Let’s just sit in silence today, and rest together, shall we? Amen.
God who sent us the Word, made into flesh, the One who was himself wounded by words, and wounded others with his own well-chosen barbs, today we pray for the words that will fill the day. May we receive words of hope to bolster us, words of peace to connects us, words of truth to… Read More
Dear God, there are no words for the distress of the people of Beirut, or to explain the gasping breath of the COVID patient, the anguish of the unemployed, the panic of parents who have to teach their kids and also work, the pain of racism, and our various disdains for one another. But you… Read More
God of all creatures, as I sit in my car, I’m watching the sparrow on a branch, the feathers intricately woven together, with more shades of brown than I knew existed. This careful construction of this tiny, ordinary bird lifts my heart, as evidence of your care. If you have this much love for the… Read More
O God, as we grow weary of masks, and distance, and not hugging the people we love, we meet up with our own lack of endurance, and start to understand the depth of your patience. O God, as we grow weary of the constant drumbeat of inequality, we meet up with our own fickle love… Read More
Holy God- Into your hands I commit the spirit of Ahmaud Arbery, that he may rest in peace and rise in power. Into your hands I commit the spirits of his family, his friends, his community, and all who knew him and loved him. Into your hands I commit the spirits of the people who… Read More
Meanwhile, O God, the usual things keep happening. The woman is still sleeping at the bus stop, the angry partner still raising a violent hand, the exhausted parent still creating a routine for the child with autism. The man with broken shoes is still lifting the dumpster lid to look for food. the day laborer… Read More
Healing God, boost our collective immune system, we pray, so that we might fight off thoughtless prejudice, self-centeredness, easy blame, and using old tropes to soothe new fears. Ramp up our spiritual immunity, and defend us from despair. Engage our emotional defenses, building strong hearts and healthy minds. Give us, we ask, antibodies to the… Read More
Out of the depths, I cry to you- The depths of my anxiety. The depths of my grief. The depths of my frustration. The depths of my pain. The depths of my fear. Out of the depths, I cry to you- For those who are exhausted. For those who are sick. For those who have… Read More
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