|The beauty of forests in a Missouri autumn.|
Each day is a precious gift, O God: Let our praise rise to You, as hope lifts the hearts of your people.
Here in Your embrace we have rested, O Loving One.
Now we go out to the harvest fields we are blessed to tend, knit together in holy love.
Let the roots of hope grow deep.
Let compassion overflow into the spaces where hearts are hollow.
Let us be drawn into the embrace of the One who knows all our needs.
Let those who are troubled be restored and renewed, filled with the strength of God's grace.
Here we offer our prayers to You, O Holy and Merciful One.