I thank you for giving me these last months to write prayers to you. For giving me the words to pray and to share them in a way that others may pray with me.
It started as a Lenten practice, a commitment to The Way of Love, and stretched out as the pandemic spread.
You know my prayers don't end, but for now, this practice of writing and sharing them is going to stop, at least for a time.
Be with all who have prayed with me and all for whom we prayed. For this world, through the hurt and pain help us find comfort and health. Grant us the peace that passes all understanding and let that peace begin in the hearts and minds of all of us.
Give others the words they need, the silence that fills, the hope to keep moving forward.
Thank you for this process.
Thank you, always, for your guidance and love.
Forever committed to your service,
Give me courage to grow through adversity, humility to recognize growing edges, patience to wait for outcomes, and love to heal broken hearts.
We dug deep into the Gospel today. Matthew told us that you sent the disciples out to tell the lost ones of Israel about you.
You set some rules for going out -- no one was to take anything with them because they would find people who would take them in, provide them lodging and food, so they could continue to learn about God.
You also told them that this would be hard work. That these men (and probably some unnamed women) would have their lives threatened. They could lose relationships. They could be chased out of homes and towns.
And these were sent out to talk to people like them. Jews, not Gentiles or others. They were being sent to tell their sisters, brothers, parents, aunties and uncles and friends, as well as people they did not know, that they were not living in ways that showed they loved God.
Eventually, they would branch out to other communities. But for this time, they were given authority to heal and teach in God's name within the Jewish community.
I wonder if they were sent out today if the messages would be that we need to pay attention to those who have been separated from society because of the color of their skin, the people they love, the ability of their body or mind. That justice and mercy and kindness are for each of God's beloved children in equal measure?
Or maybe...it is we who are being sent out?
This work is still difficult. Voices are silenced. People are harmed. Relationships are shattered.
And still, you send us out to teach the world about how much God loves us all. You send us to act with love to all our neighbors. You teach us that loving you means loving others.
Help us trust your words of encouragement as found in today's Gospel that tell us that the words we say will come from you, through the Holy Spirit, especially when we feel like we do not have them or can not speak them.
Let there be mercy, justice and kindness for all.
Holy and forgiving God,
These times we are in seem to be more complicated than ever before. People are having a difficult time having civil conversations, if they are even willing to converse.
Disagreements aren't minor. The chasm between opinions is deep and wide. Folks seem to be unwilling to listen to one another. Many would rather tear down and rip others apart if they do not agree.
Facts seem less important than opinions and historical facts can be misrepresented or misunderstood. It can be hard to discern fact from truth.
People are cutting off relationships because they cannot manage a civil conversation where they can listen and hear one another. And, whether they agree or not, be willing to learn. It seems easier to turn away from a relationship than to find ways to understand one another.
Society is bound up in partisanship and is forgetting the command to love you first so that we can love one another better. That loving others is the greatest way to express love for you.
Give us courage to enter into difficult conversations. Help us listen to information that might challenge our hearts and minds. Teach us to admit that we don't know everything and we have the capacity to learn from others.
Forgive us as we stumble through this time. Keep us from hurting one another. Let our hearts be bound to one another as they are bound to you. Help us to forgive.
There are some days where the pandemics of COVID-19 and racism are in the background of daily life, and the responsibilities and complexities of daily living move to the foreground.
It's easy to blame a bad mood or poor attitude on the pandemics, to say that "if only" these things were not impacting so much of life, the act of daily living would be so much easier. And yes, the pandemics do affect us, but so does life.
Weather changes, sleep habits, a disappointment, a difficult conversation, a too-too busy schedule, an empty bottle of milk, a mistake, ... these things still happen. But, I fear, the emotional toll of what is happening in the world around us seems to amplify our responses. At least some days.
I am thankful for surprising messages of support from strangers that remind me and others that there is goodness and kindness that can be found in unexpected ways. Every day. But especially when it feels like life is too heavy and burdensome.
Help those of us who struggle some days to find peace, mercy, hope, justice, and love. Surprise us with messages that remind us that we are each abundantly loved.
Holy Spirit, you have been blowing strong winds for the last couple of days. Actual wind, yes, but also winds that bring change.
Change of heart.
Change of mind.
Change of relationships.
Change of attitude.
Change of systems.
Change of behaviors.
Changes that reflect our faith in God, in our following the Way of Jesus, and in our understanding of self as we relate to our baptismal promises.
You are blowing strong winds across this country as a result of tropical storm Cristobal.
Winds that are moving farther north than has ever been recorded.
Are these winds beckoning us to new life in you?
Are they here to sway our hearts toward compassion and love of all our neighbors?
Are these brisk winds blowing as a physical reminder that you are God?
Let these winds blow justice, mercy, and kindness. Let them blow hate away.
When they slow, let us feel the calm so that we can share the love that passes all understanding-- the love of you, our Creator, Redeemer and Advocate.
Lord, it's hard to know that our loved ones are struggling with illnesses, memory loss, and other life changes where they seem to have no control.
The struggle to understand what is happening to their body or mind is real. Caregivers, family members, and friends do their best, but often they, too, are struggling to understand.
The work of illness is hard for all those involved.
I ask you to be with our loved ones, who are in the throes of illness and caregiving. Grant them courage in the days ahead. Allow them to feel all the emotions with patience and grace. Give them mercy through their suffering. Let them know they are loved.
God, in your mercy, hear my prayer.
Fill me with your fires of justice.
Pour over me waters of forgiveness.
Charge me with the energy of change.
Then, merciful One, grant me slumber.
Let me rest in the love and hope that can only be found in you.
Holy One (in three), today we celebrated the Holy Trinity, one of the most complicated concepts in Christianity.
Or is it?
At the root of faith in you is relationship.
The idea that you are one in three and three in one just means we are given multiple ways of reaching to you in ways that resonate with us.
At times we might need you to be a parent figure. Other times, recognizing that all of creation comes from you, the Creator. Sometimes we need a teacher, healer, miracle worker or Redeemer. And then there are the times we need to feel your presence as Advocate and partner.
You are more than any of us can imagine. And that makes you a mystery for some and a partner in life for others.
Thank you for being all and everything we need.
I call upon the Holy Trinity, the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, to help this world and these people feel the pain of creation, the passion of loving others, and the winds that bring transformation.
Let us remember that we are here, on this sphere in space because God created the heavens and the earth and all that grows and lives upon it.
Let us remember that Jesus came into this world to remind the people that God desires to be in relationship with all of humanity. That Jesus came to teach us what love looks like.
Let us experience the Holy Spirit as she weaves throughout this holy creation, binding us to God and one another.
Help us to know the power of the three in one and the one in three and to recognize that we are because you are.
Creator of all things, you are watching as we humans struggle with prioritizing. The way we choose what is important to us is probably not what is important to you.
Help us see what you created through eyes that are willing to reimagine what is truly important in this life.
Help us to care for this creation with tenderness. To care for all of humanity with empathy.
Give us willing hearts to recognize that our priorities are not your priorities, and with this recognition, let us be transformed.
I am committed to learning more about racial injustice. Thank you for providing me resources to teach me and others, a book study to join and people in my life who are both patient and urgent in the great desire for the dismantling of systemic racism.
I am thankful that scripture tells us what is expected of us, that there are so many examples to help us recognize who is most at risk, and for Jesus, who taught us what it means to express our love for you through our love for all our neighbors.
I cling to you as you carry me through this tumultuous time.
God, here we are, another night has come after a day filled with activity leading toward racial justice. So many clergy, faithful people and others, devoted time today to peacefully protest.
Clergy silently marched through the streets of Minneapolis and St. Paul to the shrine set up at the place of George Floyd's murder.
Many young people stood, kneeled and sat on the Minnesota State Capital grounds.
We know the sacred stories. The stories and parables that teach us what it means to SEE and acknowledge, heal and bless those among us who live lives marginalized by people unwilling to do the work to recognize the beloved-ness of every human being.
The depth of desire for reconcilation, reparations, equity and dignity for all is on display all around the world.
I recognize that there is much more I can learn. I know I lack in my education and understanding about systemic racism. I realize that I need to take responsibility to change my knowledge base so that I can be able to more confidently express what needs to be said and taught.
Forgive my lack of knowledge. Strengthen my capacity to learn. Embolden my desire to change.
Take the fires of Pentecost and burn away all that keeps me from loving you.
Blow away the ashes left from the chaff and bramble that were smothering the life and light of compassion.
Speak to me in the language I will most comprehend so that I can be taught.
Breathe into me the breath of a new day, a new way, a renewed willingness and a fresh start.
Bring the Holy Spirit, with her fire and wind, and let me know you better than I did before.
Come, Holy Spirit, come.
Feel the breath that is my prayer.
In. Out. In. Out.
Breathing in peace.
Breathing out pain.
With each breath, I pray.
I failed at Facebook Free Friday. It seemed that I had to keep looking to keep informed about what was happening in Minneapolis.
I didn't write a prayer before bed, either. That was intentional, because I had been so involved in my own way of prayer all day, there were no more words left for me to offer.
It reminded me of the story I see often enough where a child is overheard reciting the alphabet as if in prayer and when questioned the child says they don't have the words, but they trust that you will take the letters and make the words needed.
I believe that is the case. When words fail, when tears overcome, when the body is so weary, you hear the prayers anyway.
I so appreciate that about you.
After all the horrible news this week, I am thankful that tomorrow is Facebook Free Friday.
I don't know how much more I can take of the death and destruction occurring, not because of a fast moving virus, but because of the ideals of hate and intolerance within humanity.
What will it take for people to know what "human dignity" means? What "equity" means? What "loving your neighbor" means?
How can people understand the deep- seeded pain of racism?
When can we find peace in community with one another?
All I know I can do is try to find ways for people to listen to one another, to hear the stories of one another, to express understanding with one another. And pray. Unceasingly. Through tears and wailing.
God, please hear my prayers.
Lord, your children are crying. You hear them and cry with them.
Lord, your children are afraid. You are holding them and comforting them.
Lord, your children are angry. You, too, turned over tables to express your frustration at those who abused their power.
Lord, your children say, "enough." You tell them, "Yes, and enough is enough."
Lord, your children desire equity. You walked this Earth to teach responsibility to care for all people, with equity and love.
Lord, your children want change. You remind us that change comes when it is spoken about and acted upon.
Lord, your children need your love. You are there, in the midst of them. Give them hearts to receive.
Lord, in your mercy.
Hear our cries.
Help us know peace.
Father, you must be grieving tonight. The pandemic has taken over 100,000 lives in just the United States. Other lives have ended by suicide, illness, accident and murder. So many grieve tonight.
Father, you must be hearing from so many who loved all these who have died. I'm sure you are holding them, gently, through their grief.
Father, your children are struggling to breathe, their sobbing overwhelms. Your children are struggling to see, their tears overflow. Your children are struggling to hear, their ears filled with screams.
Father, be with us, abide with us, comfort us, let us feel your embrace.
Father, teach us how to love.
Heavenly God, today, we remembered those who sacrificed their lives for the sake of country. Those lives lost during their service in the armed services caused dramatic changes in the lives of their families, friends and fellow service men and women. For me, I remember one of my friends whose father died during the Vietnam war. I know that many other families were like theirs... Forever changed.
I pray for the families who have given the lives they knew when their loved one gave their life for this country.
I pray for peace and better relationships between countries.
I pray for life and love.
A warm day, a light rain, a phone call from dear friends. We long for connection and it comes with surprise messages and calls.
Thank you for friends, the seasoned ones and the new ones.
Thank you for warm days and rainy nights.
I made a decision today to make today Facebook Free Friday. I knew that I couldn't maintain a full Friday Facebook Fast, because I made a commitment to write a prayer every day, and I treasure these moments with you. However, I set my phone aside and didn't turn on my computer for most of the day.
I mowed the lawn. I read. A book. For fun. I cooked a nutritious dinner and went for a long walk. I spent time with my spouse.
I know that I rely on Facebook to help me stay connected to the world, to help me know what is going on with people I care for, but I'm realizing, especially during the stay safe at home time of this pandemic, that I tend to have my phone in my hand, looking at Facebook, way too much.
Thank you for helping me refocus my attention on other things today. For putting the idea in my head and giving me the courage and commitment to take this fast. I'm not sure if this will become a habit, but wouldn't it be nice if it did?
Draw my attention to you, dear One. Let me hear your voice. Give my eyes sight to see you. Fill my arms with your embrace. Abide in my heart, mind, and soul.
I wonder if in between all the things we read you did when you were here you had to do paperwork, or some equivalent of keeping records, or preparing for the next day.
While this type of thing is one of my talents, there are days when I overburden myself with the busy work of perfecting the paperwork. This was one of them.
Mind you, I got a lot done, and I won't have to go back to this particular task until sometime in July, so that is very good!
Thank you for the gifts and talents everyone brings to the care of worship, communication and community. Give them satisfaction on work well done, respite from the computer screen, and something that provides Sabbath time in their very near future!
Yesterday, I was reminded about how to define "truth." What I appreciated was the way truth was described: that one person's truth might be different than someone else's truth. How someone experiences life, their context, their sightline, affects how they identify their truth.
The disappointing thing about different truths is how they sometimes keep us from talking to one another, because we might not have the vision to see, the ability to hear, the patience to learn the possibilities found when open to another's truth.
The beautiful thing about recognizing that people have their own truth is that we can talk about how we might see the world from different perspectives and open ourselves to changing our understanding of our own truth.
When people talk about how they understand you, Jesus and the Holy Spirit, they also have their own truth, because there are many ways to understand, to reflect, to interpret, depending on how it was taught and who does the teaching, as well as how they understand their personal relationship with you.
There is so much opportunity to grow and change when someone is willing to consider the perspective, the personal truth of another. Sometimes those conversations help solidify one's truth.
It isn't always easy to share truth. Even sharing my truth about my relationship with scripture, faith, the Trinity and your love for me and the world can be difficult.
Let me be more willing to share the truth of my faith journey with others and let me be willing to hear the journey of others.
Holy One, I had one project I wanted to accomplish today, but I never did it. I kept busy, found things to occupy my time, did plenty of other tasks, but I just could not make myself do that one thing.
So it will wait until tomorrow. And it has to get done tomorrow.
I can berate myself for what I did not do, or I can look at what I did and be satisfied. Maybe I will be better able to focus on the project tomorrow. Perhaps I needed time to talk it through one more time before tackling it. In the scheme of things, will it really matter when it gets done, as long as it gets done before my self-imposed deadline?
Help me let go of the feelings that I sometimes have when I don't complete my to-do list. Remind me to let go of feelings of inadequacy. Let me forgive myself instead of scold myself.
In your name, Amen.
Thank you for sending your son into the world to teach us how to behave in ways that reflect your love for each of us, back to the world.
Jesus did some pretty amazing things and told us some transformative stories and made some really great friends, all to show us how to love one another, which in turn expresses our love for you.
Thank you, also, for sending the Advocate, the Mediator, the Holy Spirit, after you called Jesus back to you. We need her to keep us connected and bound in our relationship with you.
Holy One, thank you for always finding ways to abide with us. Give us an open heart, open mind, and open arms to receive you.
Thank you for bringing joy to this broken, hurting world. It blows in the wind, through the trees, along the grasses, sands and water. We might not notice it, but joy is there.
Thank you for bringing hope to this fear-filled, frightened world. You place it in the eyes of the people we meet, in their smiles and in their lighthearted "hello."
Thank you for bringing love to this damaged, unforgiving world. We feel it during unexpected phone calls, cards and messages.
Thank you for being our advocate with the Father--for bringing our broken, hurting, fear-filled, frightened, damaged and unforgiving world to our creator, to share our human frailties.
Thank you for being our connection with the Son--to show him our joy, our hope and our love, to share our human strengths.
We need you, we feel you, we know you, we love you. For you bind us to one another, to God, to Jesus, and you give us courage and strength when we most need them.
During this time of pandemic, where we have been physically distancing as a part of staying safer and healthier, birth and death are still happening. Sicknesses, like cancer, don't stop. Treatments continue.
What breaks my heart is when someone enters a hospital alone and their family member or trusted friend has to leave them at the door as they are swept away for their care.
For some, that is the last time they will see their loved one alive. It may be the last time they speak to one another. Maybe one last hug. Hopefully, one last "I love you."
For others, new life bursts forth, and the other parent misses it, misses those first moments, first hours in the life of their child. And they miss the opportunity to support their partner.
In between are those who send their loved one in for chemo or surgery or some other treatment. They cannot hold the hand or be in the recovery room.
These are what break my heart most.
I can only imagine that your heart breaks as well. Even when you are present for your beloved child, you know that those who have walked this life with that child are left, waiting, wondering, worrying, until they meet again ... or they get word that their loved one has gone into your arms.
Please be with all these, but especially with those who have waited and lost those last minutes of the life of their loved one. Comfort them in their quarantine.
(Of note, our dear friend, Bob O. died this evening, alone, in the hospital.)
Holy One, today, a pastor friend posted a video reminding me that sometimes, when any one of us is looking for a certain outcome, you may respond with a resounding, "no." I wonder then, if, with our desire to return to some semblance of the way things were, you are telling us "No. I need you to live your life differently. I want you to care for others in ways you haven't. I have new expectations for you."
Our faith in you, our relationship with Jesus, our partnership with the Holy Spirit requires us to behave in ways that bind us to you. You abide with us. It is only fitting that we hear you when you say "no," and change.
Guide us through this transformation. Hearing the word "no" can result in disobedience, rejection and fear. Help us, instead, hear the word "no," and listen more deeply, study more intently, and love more abundantly.
Holy Spirit, today I read a short chapter of a book for others. The chapter taught about listening. How listening begins with silencing our mind and body and being aware of the sounds of nature, of our own bodies. Once we have quieted, it is much easier to open our ears to truly listen to others. To focus on someone else and respond appropriately.
I know that when I stop and listen it is more likely that I will be available to hearing you.
It can be so easy to talk, ask, thank and praise and not so easy to be still and know that you are God.
Help me to make time to intentionally stop talking to others, to you, so that I can listen for all I need to learn about the love of God, the expectations of Jesus, and the quiet guidance of you, the Holy Spirit.
Lord, help me. I'm tired. I'm impatient. I'm struggling. I'm on edge. I need better sleep, more exercise and healthier food.
Lord, help me. I'm awakened to the needs of so many. I'm patiently waiting with others for clarity. I'm confident that I am doing what I need to do. I'm comfortable with my companions. Netflix, Disney + and streaming videos are therapeutic. Crafts keep my hands moving and provide beauty. And it's okay to eat cake.
Lord, help me. I want to behave better. I need to forgive more, study more, read more, love more.
Lord, help me. I'm doing the best I can, even in this tumultuous time.
Bear with me.
Bear me up.
Bear hug me.
Seriously Jesus, I could really use a big, healing, forgiving, heavenly, loving hug. Maybe that would make it all better.
I'm trying. Really, I am. Yet my emotions ride this roller coaster and the ride never seems to stop. Clacking up a steep incline to drop at an alarming rate with a quick twist this way and then that. When my stomach catches up, the ratcheting begins and up, up, up we go again, this time, dropping and rising, turning up side down. Anticipation turns into screaming, laughing, crying and the desire to stop, get off and find safety on the ground.
If this were an amusement park, I might want to run to the back of the line to ride again. But it isn't. I want to linger in the safety, the calm. But it doesn't seem like I can.
Instead, it feels like I can't get off. I can't change my circumstances. I lack any sense of control I might have once had. Or at least the illusion of control.
I know I need to trust that you are behind the controls of this roller coaster, and I do. It is just that roller coasters are not a sustainable place to live. I want to get off.
I want to find you, instead, in the garden, on the path, in the comfortable, familiar places that calm me.
Help me get off this ride. I promise to surrender to you.
Thank you for mothers!
When I decide I want to make a post on Facebook, it asks me what's on my mind. I know it's all part of the Facebook world, but what if I considered, instead, that it was you asking that question? What would happen if I used it as a prompt to stop and talk with you? To share my day, my thoughts, my desires, my fears, my love, with you?
I know I don't need to have a formal way to pray to you, to talk with you. That's the thing about a long relationship. I can just tell you what's on my mind and in my heart. I love that about who you are for me.
Thank you for always being interested in what's on my mind.
God, I keep hearing we are in "unprecedented" and "uncertain" times. And we may be. But I wonder what would happen if each of us began listing the things in our lives that take precedence. What about the things we are certain of?
I wonder if we might shed some of our fears, wipe away some of our tears, look to what we know and use it to provide us solid footing as we move forward?
What am I certain of? YOU. Your love. Your companionship. Your steadfastness, grace and mercy toward me and toward the whole world. These are what take precedence. These are what top my list.
I ask you to be with all who need to turn their world view upside down and focus on what takes priority, precedence in their lives. To focus on all that they are certain of, what they know you have done and what you will do. Let all who fear, find joy and comfort in you.
God, every day we wake and are offered opportunity. We can enter it with grumbles and groans, or with wonder and awe. We can end each day the same.
Our response to each day reflects how we view the opportunity presented when we open our eyes.
Let me respond with a grateful heart, an open mind, and giving hands. For each day you give to me, I want to be in service for you.
Jesus, I thank you for all the things to teach me. You model behaviors and attitudes that help me be in closer relationship with my Heavenly Father. The more I engage with the Gospels, the more I understand what it means to not only be, but to also live as a child of God.
There is a difference between those: to be and to live. One simply states a fact: I don't have to do anything to be a child of God.
But to live as a child, ah, that is another thing. Behaving in ways that reflect God's love to the world is best defined through the study of scripture. To know what you, Jesus, did or said in certain circumstances, guides me.
I don't know that I tell you how important these lessons are to me. So, thank you for being the example I need to live a life that reflects the love of God.
You created the whole world, and, as the song goes, you've got the whole world in your hands.
I think we sometimes forget that. We forget that you hold the world ... all of it ... embracing it, showering it ... all of it ... with your love.
Instead, we build physical, emotional, economical, racial, and so many other kinds of barriers, thinking that some are more or less deserving of your love.
You would think that when the whole world is dealing with a pandemic, we would recognize that barriers need to break.
That instead of competing for resources, research and medical breakthroughs, we would clamor for unity.
That instead of arguing about what is more important, life or liberty, we would choose to feel your embrace ... of the whole world.
You love what you create. And you create this world and all that lives upon it. Help us not just feel the warmth of your loving embrace. Let us also feel you push us toward one another.
Give us eyes to see and ears to listen and feet to journey through this creation ... this whole world.
Let us learn more completely how to live with empathy, compassion, and to treat the world with the dignity and love.
Let our behavior toward this whole world reflect the love you have for all of creation.
In your holy name, we pray,
Let him know love. Let him share love. Abide with him.
This week reminded me of my life years ago when I was a stay-at-home mom with a decent Tupperware business.
You walked with two of your followers along the road to Emmaus. For miles you listened and taught as these two people traveled from that locked, safe room in Jerusalem, escaping their self-imposed sanctuary/prison, to process what had happened to them, to the other followers, to those expecting a different kind of savior.
Thank you, Holy One, for helping people heal in heart, mind, body and soul. Thank you for colleagues and friends who help each of us heal in heart, mind, body and soul. Let us recognize the helpers; let us see the helper in ourselves. When we need helpers, give us courage to ask. When we are asked to help, give us strength to respond.
You are the ultimate helper. Let us always remember to come to you. Amen.
God, you give us these amazing lives to do so many things. When our lives are disrupted and we cannot live them in familiar ways, we feel like a piece of us is missing. Or even pieces are missing.
And yet, you are with us, holding the pieces together, filling spaces with your love.
There is comfort in knowing you are present, but, God, it would be nice to be able to experience the gifts and love of others more tangibly, more personally, more physically -- to experience your love through them.
In these days when we long for physical time with others, help us to feel you in ways we might not recognize if we were not physically distanced from our friends and families.
And when you are filling the seemingly empty spaces in others, let those people know that they are not forgotten...that they are loved, by those they miss, too.
With the knowledge that you are filling us with your love, I say, amen.
blow through this world...
bring us comfort...
unbind our fear...
remove unhealthy bonds...
simplify the stress...
calm the chaos...
cleanse our lives...
fill us with hope...
prepare us for peace...
heal our hearts...
lead us to love...
Holy One, thank you to dentists who share their personal phone number, inviting patients to call or text with any dental concerns. For their prompt responses, good questions and ability to check recent x-rays to make sure the right care is offered. Lord, we sometimes forget who can help in unexpected ways. Who can prescribe antibiotics or give suggestions to ease discomfort. Thank you for the caregivers. Amen.
Thank you, God, for this quiet day of waiting. You wait for us as we wait for you. As the day breaks, let us meet again. Amen.
It is Good Friday.
It is Good.
It is Good.
It is Good Friday.
Lord, have mercy.
Wailing in my locked room.
Unbelieving the atrocity.
My body, aches.
My mind, it too, aches.
leaving my face
I didn't want to believe you.
Not like this.
It will take
if I am strong
I am patient
I will come.
I will be there.
where you are laid
Some connections are best made in the dark of night, under a full moon. Wonder and aha moments. Recognition and transformation. Time that looks like a walk around the neighborhood but, in reality is active prayer, time in conversation together and with you, the Third Cord in our strand, Giver of love and life.
In you we are complete.
Thank you for those we love and love with. Grant them peace, kindness, mercy and love. Amen.
Quick blood-letting, sharp, then lingering pain, disrupting plans.
Creator of all, we are learning each day how to live during a pandemic. Each day, we recognize the heroism of those on the front line. We appreciate those who bring us the news. We connect with one another using technology--and bless those who developed it all.
O God, I worry about all the people I know who are immuno-suppressed with life-long illnesses, cancer, recent surgeries and compromised health. I trust that they and those who care for them are doing everything necessary to keep them safe during this world-wide health crisis. Please surround them with your protective love. Let them know that they are not alone, that their lives-their gifts-impact others. Help the rest of us take time to reach out to them, pray for them and love them. Be their comfort, their strength, their peace. Amen.
Tonight, Jesus, I ask you to shelter and protect those who are experiencing depression, anxiety and other forms of mental illness. I ask you to strengthen and support their loved ones, caregivers, therapists and psychiatrists. I ask you to embrace all of these in your loving arms, and help them find peace. Amen.
(I suggest reading this post in conjunction with the above prayer if you or someone you know needs coping mechanisms during this time.)
You called them your friends. Together, you walked a three- year journey, teaching, guiding, loving them, so that, when you left them, they would be the cornerstones of their community of faith, of friendship.
I'm not sure I can explain why, but today feels easier than the days over the past couple of weeks. Maybe some of my feelings can be explained through what happened throughout the day.
Thankful for the fog that drifted away, leaving a sun shiny day to enjoy.
Grateful for church members, calling one another and being in relationship.
Appreciative of social media opportunities to gather in virtual community.
Humbled by the outpouring of generosity I'm learning about each day.
Holy Trinity, I feel your presence throughout each day. I know that you come to me with joy, love, comfort and peace.
I know you ARE.
With unending praise...
Hear us, God, as we call to you.
We are joining our voices in praise and thanksgiving, knowing that you are always present, and remain present in these times of trial.
And yet, are they times of trial? Or are they reminders of what is important to you--being in relationship with you means being connected with your creation?
Families are learning how to be together.
People are getting out and seeing how the cycle of life begins anew each Spring.
Friends are connecting more frequently.
People are paying attention to the way they live and breathe and move and have their being...and are, sometimes, finding that they are doing too much.
Let us rejoice that we are re-emerging from the lives we have been living into a new world, a new beginning.
Grant us awareness and attention to all those things that are important to being in relationship with you.
Let us know what we need to celebrate each day, and let us stop, see and share the glory of your name. Amen.
Nursing Home staff
Grocery store employees
Drug store employees
All those in the medical field
Those elected to serve the public good
All those working in news organizations.
Heavenly One, please be with all clergy as we make decisions or follow direction to close our places of worship during this virus. We know that our faith communities understand the risks of remaining open, yet we know that being together, breaking bread and sharing the cup, are such important parts of who we are as people of faith. Give all of us grace and courage to keep carrying your Word into the world, through all avenues provided to us. Help others hear and feel your presence in their isolation. Strengthen your people with initiative to make calls and write notes to others in their faith community. Provide us opportunities to share our abundance as necessary, and fill us when we are in lack. Your grace, your love is complete. With that knowledge, give us hope for tomorrow. Amen.
Lord, have mercy on this country, this world. Be with those who are fearful and those who are grateful ... especially when we are one and the same. . Our minds and bodies are adapting as quickly as they can as the circumstances of our way of living change. Keep us mindful that there are those who must work in public and frequently face the stressed clientele in their midst. Nudge us to show appreciation for their work. Keep us humble. Let us share your love. Amen.
Holy One, you graciously provide each of us with all that we need. Even in uncertainty, we see your presence in our lives. Help us help others see you ... In all of creation ... as spring begins to emerge from the Earth ... as birds migrate to their summer homes ... Thank you, Creator of all. Amen.
Holy God, Holy and Mighty, Holy immortal One, you have brought me through another day. Thank you. In it, You have surrounded me with people who are willing to continue to grow and develop the gifts you placed within them. Be with them as their unrealized gifts are surfacing from hidden places. Release them of any fears they may have, so they will continue to transform to your glory. Amen.