As I was getting ready for worship this morning, I came across this prayer I wrote some time ago.
It’s words, once again, hit home.
So I decided I would share it again.
Even if we pray with our eyes closed, O God,
Help us to live with our eyes wide open.
Being caught off guard, again, by…
The incredible beauty;
The unquenchable hope;
The deep goodness;
The amazing grace;
Which surrounds us each and every day.
But also to see and to not turn away from…
The deep pain.
And, the very real hatred and fear.
And the faces of those who struggle all day, every day just to survive.
And, somewhere in that incredible swirl of names and faces, may we see ourselves, O God.
Standing there amidst those who find themselves in need of hope and sustenance and forgiveness and grace and standing shoulder to shoulder with those who work each day to make their families and our communities and our world a safer, more equitable, less scary place for us and for all. For all those whose names we know and whose faces we see and whose needs we acknowledge our prayers this day.
May our prayers fly outward into the world You continue to love so much, O God.
And, then, may our lives follow where our prayers first lead.