Sunday, April 15, 2018

Prayer 1905: Third Sunday in Easter


Holy God, Almighty Creator and Redeemer,
we raise our gratfeul hearts to You
as we are blessed to gather as your people.

We give you thanks, Lord Christ,
for your loving embrace of us
through doubts and unbelief,
holding us within the light of your presence as we seek You
even as you are among us.

Help us to recognize you, Beloved Jesus,
in every person among us who is hungry,
who is homeless,
whom we may have thought was lost to us forever.

Still our hearts and minds, O Savior,
to center ourselves within your wisdom and truth,
and then carry the testimony of your grace
into the darkest corners of our lives.

By the power of the Holy Spirit,
anoint us to your service beyond any walls,
and pour out your tender care and comfort
upon all whose needs we now remember.

Amen.

Saturday, April 14, 2018

Prayer, day 1904


We praise your Wisdom, O God,
that sings to us in creation!
We thank You for this world in all its beauty and wonder. 

Teach us to be trustworthy stewards of your living Earth,

to walk gently, reverently, and humbly upon it.
May we remember that everywhere we stand
is in the presence of the Almighty
and is holy ground. 

But chiefly Lord,
build us up in loving peace,
that we may be guided by justice, compassion, and integrity,
which is the foundation of your dream for us.
May we treasure life,
and stand for the weak and the oppressed,
being a refuge for all who are in danger or persecution.


Give us faith that grows

as the grass in the meadows.
Teach us to care for all of creation
as brother, sister, mother, father--
making each others’ burdens our own. 

Let us, with all creation,

rejoice together,
work together,
pray together,
and mourn together.

Send your healing Spirit upon the entire Earth,
and especially upon those for whom we now pray.

Amen.
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Photo: Passion Flower, Washington National Arboretum.

Friday, April 13, 2018

Prayer 1903: On the Annunciation


Almighty God, we sing your glory,
joining the joyful song of creation
as our souls sing out your greatness!
How beautiful upon the treetops
is the rising light of morning:
O God, you bless us beyond measure with beauty
and our hearts kneel before you in praise!

Give us your favor, O Redeemer,
in leading us to consent to your will in our lives,
that we may join our hands in unity
in the pursuit of justice and peace,
pulling down oppression from its throne,
filling the hungry with good things from the bounty we have.

Strengthen us to bear you into the world, Blessed Jesus,
as a mother carries her child
close to her heart.

Holy One, place the protection
of your mighty arm and heart
over us this day,
and guide us in paths of gentleness and compassion.
Stretch out the awning of your mercy, Beloved Savior,
over all who rest in your care.

Amen.

Based on Luke 1:26-38




Images: (top) Father John Giuliani, Annunciation (Lakota); (bottom) Janet McKenzie, Annunciation.

Thursday, April 12, 2018

Prayer 1902: Loving Each Other as Christ Loves Us

(John 15:12-27: Jesus said, “This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. No one has greater love than this, to lay down one’s life for one’s friends....)



In gratitude I center my heart upon You, O Holy One,
for you are my my haven and my strength.
You know my going out
and my coming in,
and accompany me all my days:
may all I do today be according to your will.

I turn to you in trust, O God:
may your wisdom enter my soul,
and a spirit of compassion and empathy
lead me through this day,
that I may stand for justice,
that reconciliation may flourish among us.

Teach us to stand always in your light, O Christ,
People of the Way of Peace,
bearing your healing and mercy to all,
driving away the shades of fear and division
through our continual remembrance of your commandment
to love one another abundantly, as You love us.

Borne up by your grace, O Savior and Redeemer,
make us instruments of your healing love,
and spread the awning of your mercy over all who seek You.
By the power of the Holy Spirit,
rest your blessing upon us,
and upon all those for whom we pray.

Amen.

Image: Homeless Jesus, a sculpture by Timothy B. Schmalz; this copy sits in Washington DC, outside Catholic Charities. Photo from the artist's website, located at https://www.sculpturebytps.com/large-bronze-statues-and-sculptures/homeless-jesus/

Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Bearing Fruit: Speaking to the Soul, April 11, 2018


John 15:1-11, from this morning's daily office

Spring officially began on March 20, but in much of the country you couldn’t tell that. One of my friends on the West Coast was bewailing the fact that it was in the 90s a few days ago where she lives, while those of us trapped in Flyover Country and Eastward keeping getting slapped with shocking amounts of snow and ice. Tender perennials have begun poking the heads up from the frozen ground, regardless, and those of us who are gardeners worry. Will that tender green survive? 

American poet Robert Frost famously started his poem, “Nothing Gold Can Stay” with the line, “Nature’s first green is gold/her hardest hue to hold.” Yet the vagaries of the weather thus far have me wondering if Frost doesn’t get that exactly wrong, at least in early spring.

Here in the Midwest, Nature’s first gold is green. Starting at the end of February, the bayonet tips of forgotten, somnolent daffodils draw the eye as they appear in late February, shy at first as then as confident as a toddler with a dangerously full diaper, scoffing at disaster looming just ahead. That infant green is so shocking, it almost seems lit from within, and truly is more precious than gold, especially to my winter-starved eyes. It will only be weeks later that the gold of daffodil flowers will grace us—the green comes first, of course.

A few days later, the broadsword leaves of iris slash up three inches, seemingly overnight, putting winter and me on notice, we hope, that its days are numbered. It may be that it will snow tomorrow. But that green teases the heart, and if you are brave enough to wander out on the crisp, sere grass in your bare feet for just a few moments, you can feel the shuddering awakening of the living soil, throwing off its slumber and preparing to resume its hum and thrum. I go out and walk the perimeter of my yard every day now, barefoot if I can stand it, checking for the signs of reawakening, a dog or two patrolling with me, and give thanks for each new precious green thing I find.

Soon the redbud trees around my house will begin to bud and blossom, especially the one my late father gave me from Oklahoma and my then-toddler first-born and I planted in the backyard even though it was, as she chanted just a “stick, stick, baby stick.” The fuschia buds will frost branch and twig of this now- magnificent twenty-year-old tree, and then they too will drop to carpet the hillside as heart-shape leaves take their place and unfurl, softening the percussive clash of bare limbs now when the wind blows in as effectively as muffling a drum.

As I was recklessly doing that just a couple days ago, before yet another snowfall was predicted here in Missouri, I noticed that the grape vine along our fence remained stubbornly barren. This came back to mind this morning in the daily office, as we were presented with Jesus’s teaching about being the true vine in John 15:1-11. “I am the true vine,” Jesus reminds his followers, “and my Father is the vine-grower. He removes every branch in me that bears no fruit. Every branch that bears fruit he prunes to bear more fruit.” Every time I read those lines, I am reminded of my need to prune away the things in me that bear no fruit: anger, fears, worries, frustrations that do nothing to help me lead a more God-centered life, but instead trap me in a cycle of winter within my heart and mind that clings stubbornly to me as the winter weather patterns are right now. The dead branches that are the inevitable risk of living, but that can get out of control if we let them.

Here during Easter we are called especially to remember that God’s life within us cannot be contained: that even in the midst of sorrow we are surprised continually with the truth of resurrection. Christ opens that door for us as surely as those blades of daffodil and iris will return each spring, poking their heads stubbornly up from the sleeping earth regardless of what madness the weather has unleashed overhead. “My Father is glorified in this, that you bear much fruit and become my disciples. As the Father has loved me, so I have loved you; abide in my love.”

I like the fact that this passage from John reminds me of the need to have faith in the green within me, just as we have to have faith in the green reappearing all across the landscape, especially at this time of year.

One of the things that I have started doing since my ordination that has fed me spiritually has been deliberately spending more time reading and writing poetry again, a discipline that skittered away from me during the years I was so busy raising and tending to my family and pursuing my first career as a teacher. I have started collecting poems, prayers, and songs and storing them on a blog so that I can find them even when I am out and about—which came in handy last Sunday when I realized I had misplaced the blessing I was planning to use at the end of a Eucharist I was supplying at a friend’s parish as he took a well-deserved post-Easter trip. And one of the poems I have been thinking about that I collected there also came to mind this morning, as this morning’s passage from John 15 rubs against and enlivens our Sunday Easter readings about faith in resurrection. This poem, called “Easter Week,” written by 19th century English priest Charles Kingsley, also encourages us to continue pruning away even as our hearts awaken within us, as the April birds call us to prayer even before the sun. They know better than I do that spring really is here, that winter WILL relax its grip soon both in the world around us as well as in my heart:

See the land, her Easter keeping,
          Rises as her Maker rose.
Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping,
          Burst at last from winter snows.
Earth with heaven above rejoices;
          Fields and gardens hail the spring;
Shaughs and woodlands ring with voices,
          While the wild birds build and sing.

You, to whom your Maker granted
          Powers to those sweet birds unknown,
Use the craft by God implanted;
          Use the reason not your own.
Here, while heaven and earth rejoices,
          Each his Easter tribute bring –
Work of fingers, chant of voices,
          Like the birds who build and sing.




This was first published on Episcopal Cafe's Speaking to the Soul on April 11, 2018.


Image: Bleeding hearts outside St. Augustine's Chapel, Vanderbilt University, April 2017.

Prayer 1901


Most Merciful God, receive our hearts and prayers
as we offer them to You:
Eternal Spirit, Source of Our Being.
Borne aloft, your light envelops us
in sheer, silken joy,
and we lift our praise to You.

Help us cast off all that pulls us from You, O God--
our violent impulses, our fears and cruelties--
for we know that we have sinned
against You and each other.
May we repent and return to your embrace.

Blessed Jesus, help us to bear good fruit,
living in holiness and mindfulness,
bearing your compassion into our woundedness
that we may love others as You love us.
May we practice resurrection in all we do,
remembering your love in our lives, Lord Christ.

Gathered to You in hope and faith,
we put our trust in You, Holy One:
bend near to those who cry out to You,
and give your angels charge over those we now name.

Amen.

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Prayer 1900: enveloped in compassion


Holy One, we praise You
for watching over us tenderly
as a Mother watches over her children:
receive our humble prayers and praise.
We lift our hearts to our God,
whose mercy endures forever,
and whose love stands fast as the mountains!

Take us by the hand, O Christ,
and guide us into right pathways,
for your Name's sake:
may we open our hearts
to cherish your commandments and wisdom.

Enveloped in your compassion,
carry us on streams of holiness,
O Christ of the Rising Wave,
for the sea is so vast
and your loving kindness is our compass.

By the power of the Holy Spirit,
anoint us to your service,
that we may witness to your grace and healing today.
Your love, O God, is our firm foundation:
press the kiss of your blessing upon all who rest in your care.

Amen.

Monday, April 9, 2018

Prayer, day 1899: In remembrance of Dietrich Bonhoeffer


Most Merciful God,
strengthen and preserve us throughout this day, we pray,
and place your right hand of blessing over us.

Grant us the courage to speak for right
in the face of evil,
and to act for good
in the face of oppression.
Help us proclaim the gospel of the homeless Christ,
who has no place to lay his head
that is his own.
Help us treat the vulnerable among us as the most precious,
and treasure creation as your handiwork.

Give us the grace to amend our lives
that we may sing forth your glory forever, we pray.
Lord God, send forth your Spirit
upon those who are in any need or sorrow,
especially for those we now name.

Amen.
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Images:
(1) The central grouping of the 20th Century Martyrs at Westminster Abbey. Pictures are Elizabeth of Russia, Martin Luther King, Oscar Romero, and Dietrich Bonhoeffer.
(2) Bonhoeffer's quote here to me perfectly represents his life. Even though a pacifist, he was part of a plot by members of the German army to assassinate Hitler, and for this and his other crimes of conscience he was executed by order of Hitler on this day in 1945, even as Germany collapsed.

Sunday, April 8, 2018

Held Fast and Healed by Love: Sermon for the Second Sunday in Easter, Year B

Good morning, and welcome to the Second Sunday of Easter. And you know what that means: Here we go again with poor old Thomas.

Why is it that only Thomas gets called “Doubting Thomas?” In the Easter story in our gospels, we have seen Peter and the other disciples specifically not believe Mary Magdalene, when she tells them Jesus’s body is no longer in the tomb. Furthermore, we have seen Peter deny Jesus three times, and yet he’s not called “Denying Peter.”

Sadly for Thomas, this is the only story in which he plays a starring role. In Matthew, Mark, and Luke, he is merely one name among the Twelve. Only in John’s gospel does Thomas speak, and unfortunately, neither of them show him to be what one would call full of witty banter or joie de vivre.

At John 11, the story of the death and raising of Lazarus is told, and it is noted that the Judean authorities are looking for ways to kill Jesus if he returns to Bethany near Jerusalem. When Jesus states his intention to go to Bethany after he tells the disciples Lazarus is dead, Thomas moans, “Let us also go so that we may die with him.”





Nice.

He’s like the Eeyore of the disciples.



At John chapter 14, Jesus is speaking words of comfort to the disciples, and he tells him they know the way to the place where he is going, and Thomas is the only one brave enough to say, “Hold on, teacher! We actually do NOT know where you are going! How can we know the way?”

Thomas’s main characteristic is not doubt—it’s honesty, which is often confused as doubt by many, even today. Even back in John chapter 11, Thomas has seen the writing on the wall, so to speak, and bravely if morosely is facing what he thinks is a certain death. Here in chapter 20, on Resurrection Day, even with Mary’s testimony, the other disciples have caught up with him, and, let’s face it, from their perspective, things DON’T look good. It’s clear that the disciples are aware of the extreme danger they are in. This was certainly not the first crucifixion they had witnessed. They knew what happened to the followers of people who were considered threats to the public order and rebels against authority.

However, there’s a lot going on here besides Thomas demanding proof, and that gets obscured when we fasten just on Thomas and his very understandable reaction. So let’s circle back to the beginning.

While we have loudly proclaiming alleluias all week, our gospel today takes up the story on Easter Sunday evening. The first emotion that is noted right from the very start is “fear.” The doors are locked because the disciples are still afraid of the authorities who have put Jesus to death just three short days before. They all doubt Mary’s story.


And then, despite those doubts and locked doors, Jesus appears before his fearful followers. In response to this fear, Jesus gives them his peace. For the third time in John’s gospel, Jesus’s response to fear among his disciples has been to wish them peace. That’s a good reminder for us, too.

As soon as Jesus bids them peace, he then shows the disciples his wounds. This is another important point that gets overlooked by focusing on the “Doubting Thomas” story.

Jesus’s risen body will always be the body of the Crucified One. His wounds and scars do not disappear—but now they are a part of who he is, and their presence helps prove his identity. And knowing that those wounds are there are important to us. We all carry the wounds and scars of our lives with us. They are what make us who we are. Jesus’s wounds mark him as the one who understands our suffering, and it is by those wounds that we ourselves are healed.

Upon seeing Jesus’s wounds, the disciples go from fear to joy, because now they know that this is truly Jesus. It could be that his risen appearance is different, somehow, as Mary’s confusion near the tomb attests, but the wounds convince the disciples, and they are filled with joy to know that Jesus has risen.

Jesus again wishes them peace, and then in the same breath (word choice deliberate) commissions them with the same mission Jesus himself had from God: to go and forgive sins and engage in the reconciliation of the world to God. In an action reminiscent of the creation of Adam in Genesis 2, he breathes upon them the Holy Spirit. Remember, the fact that he has breath also proves that he is truly alive, not a ghost or a specter or a spirit. Jesus is, and always will be, a living body, broken for us. And he has empowered us with a great commission.

Some scholars challenge that the Greek text may not support the translation we have here of Jesus’s actual commission. The second half of Jesus’s statement does not contain the phrase “the sins of” at all. Also, the word translated as “retain” more specifically refers to strength, and in this case means “to hold fast.” Instead, these scholars claim that the text of Jesus’s commission to those disciples specifically reads this way: “Of whomever you forgive the sins, they (the sins) are forgiven to them; whomever you hold fast [or embrace], they are held fast.”


Of whomever you forgive the sins, they are forgiven to them; whomever you hold fast or embrace, they are held fast.”




This accounts with the Biblical record. We see Jesus forgive sins repeatedly, even the sins of those who put him on the cross. The author of 1 Timothy 1:15 states it baldly: “Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners—of whom I am the foremost.”

Jesus didn’t come to retain the sins of anyone. But Jesus did come to hold fast to all who turned to him. John 10:11-16 uses the image of the Good Shepherd to make that point: "I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep…. I am the good shepherd. I know my own and my own know me, just as the Father knows me and I know the Father. And I lay down my life for the sheep. I have other sheep that do not belong to this fold. I must bring them also, and they will listen to my voice. So there will be one flock, one shepherd."

Jesus sends his disciples into the world for the love of the world, not for its condemnation, as we were reminded a few weeks ago in John 3:16-17— “For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.”

This is vital for us today to understand. We too live in a time of fear. Too many of those around us, even our leaders, want to hide behind locked doors, walls, guns, whatever. We live in a time when so many people do not know the God we worship, partly because the God who dominates the religious discourse in our society too often is a God of anger, retribution, condemnation. A God who divides people into winners and losers, a God who supposedly punishes people with sickness and poverty, a God who condemns people for who they love or for where they come from, and supposedly blesses those who seem to have no love in their hearts at all.

I have had numerous friends of mine tell me how they can’t believe in that God. And I tell them that I can’t, either.

Every time we gather for worship and join together to share the Eucharist, however, we enact and rehearse and proclaim a God who calls us to hold fast to each other, and then to carry that proclamation out into the world. Faith is only worthwhile if it produces good fruit. What we proclaim inside these walls we are called to then proclaim outside these walls, in our lives and our actions.

We are called to proclaim a risen Savior, not fossilized in the pages of a book, but living and active in the world today. 

We are called to proclaim a God who holds us fast and never lets us go. We are empowered to do this by the Holy Spirit, who we proclaim is still moving within the world and in our hearts, if only we let her.

We are called to proclaim a Savior who is with us in our suffering because he still bears the marks of his own suffering. Those marks Jesus bears are there to remind us that God loves us that much.

And we, as the Church, are called to bear our own marks into the world, so that the world, too, can see and believe. These marks and wounds are the sign of a love greater than words can express—a love that, when we open our hearts to it, overflows and spills out of us into a world starving for it. 

This is the mission of the Church, of each and every one of us. Hear it again: “Just as the Father has sent me, so I send you. Receive the Holy Spirit. Of whomever you forgive the sins, those sins are forgiven to them; whomever you hold fast, they are held fast.”

I am convinced that the world is hungry for this message. I am also convinced that the world is hungry for this message because too often the Church has done a terrible job embodying this message in our words and action, both individually and as an institution. How many people have hoped that the Church would show them the way of justice and salvation, the way of love and grace, and instead been hurt by the Church instead, been declared condemned rather than redeemed, made to feel shameful, irretrievably broken?

That is not why we are here. That’s not what the Jesus Movement is about. We are here, instead, as Christians, wracked with doubt and questions as we are, to make real in the world what we profess every Sunday, even if sometimes we have to do it with our fingers crossed behind our backs.
We are not called to be perfect.
We are not called to be unafraid all the time.
We are not called to never have doubts or questions.

We ARE called to embody Christ’s healing, reconciling presence into a broken, divided, hurting, fearful world, as best we can.




The Japanese practice an art of repairing broken pottery --it’s known as kintsugi, In kintsugi, the broken pieces of a bowl or cup are put back together with gold. And the healed places become beautiful.

If there were no brokenness, we would not see the beauty.

As Christian feminist author and children’s rights advocate L. R. Knost reminds us:

“Do not be dismayed by the brokenness of the world.
All things break. And all things can be mended.
Not with time, as they say, but with intention.
So go.
Love intentionally, extravagantly, unconditionally.
The broken world waits in darkness for the light that is you.”1


Jesus’s wounds remind us that our brokenness is not the final word unless we lose hope and let it be. It is only in our own brokenness that we become aware of the need of forgiveness.

It is only in our brokenness that we become aware of the need to let love heal us.

It is only in acknowledging our own brokenness that we can love others in their brokenness too, in solidarity and in gratitude.

Just like Thomas and all the disciples, it’s when we see the marks that we believe. Our marks and wounds are transformed through Christ’s revelation of who God calls us to be. The healed marks we are called to bear into the world are proof of God’s love, grace, mercy, forgiveness, reconciliation. THESE are the foundations of abundant life, eternal life—right here and now. We are called to give them, not just receive them.

Biblical scholar E. Elizabeth Johnson puts it this way:
“Jesus sends us to do what God sent him to do—to give ourselves for the world, as he gave himself for the world.

“People are waiting to see the marks. They are not looking for the marks in Jesus’ hands and side anymore. They wait instead to see the marks of the church—the wounds in our hands and our sides—the evidence that we are really connected to the Jesus who was crucified and raised. For all that we hear about the sophistication of modern people, they are much more willing to believe that Jesus was raised from the dead then that his death and resurrection mean anything for their lives.

“It is the church’s calling to testify to that very thing.”2

I am convinced that we are called to bear our marks into the world that it may see the One who has done wonders for us in our own lives.

The One who has held us fast, in times of joy and in times of trial.

The One who accepts us in our brokenness, and whose love transforms that brokenness into beauty, healed through the power of love. So that we can go and do likewise.

Let us hold each other fast, in mercy, hope, and grace. That’s how we heal and change the world. The world is hungry for the light that is each of us, through God’s grace.

Hold fast, and shine.

Amen.



Preached at the 8:00 and 10:30 am services at Trinity Church in the Central West End, April 8, 2018.


Readings:
Acts 4:32-35
Psalm 133
1 John 1:1-2:2
John 20:19-31

Notes:
(1) L. R. Knost, from her Instagram account.
(2) E. Elizabeth Johnson, from her Pastoral Perspective on John 20:24-31, in Cynthia A. Jarvis and E. Elizabeth Johnson, eds., Feasting On the Gospels- John, volume 2: A Feasting on the Word Commentary, loc. 10672/11883, Kindle edition.

Images: 
(1) Jesus showing his wounds to Thomas, detail from a mosaic in the Chapel of the Resurrection, Washington National Cathedral, photo mine.
(2) Eeyore looks at his balloon, which Piglet accidentally popped.
(3) 15th century mosaic, Jesus appears before his disciples in the upper room.
(4) Three friends and their teacher at a school for the deaf in Cuba; January 2017; photo mine.
(5) An example of kintsugi, "the art of precious scars."

Prayer 1898: Second Sunday in Easter


Most Merciful God,
Creator, Redeemer, Life-giving One,
we gather around your altar
to give you thanks and praise,
living into a life shaped by Communion.

Break in past the locked doors of our hearts, O Savior,
and pour out your peace and grace
which surpasses understanding, we pray.

Help us to practice what we proclaim
while fed and gathered around your altar:
remembering our own forgiveness and healing,
fill us with zeal to be your Body in the world,
giving ourselves for the reconciliation of all. 

Empower us by the Holy Spirit
to breathe forgiveness, healing and mercy into the world,
to remember and embody your abundant love for all
as testimony of your risen life within us. 

Held fast within your embrace,
we place within your safe-keeping
all those who wait, or weep, or wander,
and ask your blessing upon those we now name.

Amen.

Saturday, April 7, 2018

Prayer, day 1897: For Easter Saturday



Alleluia! Let us look to the Lord, beloveds,
and with all that is within us praise and bless God.
Most Merciful One, pour forth your grace
that it may fill the crevices of our hearts with joy and compassion.
Inscribe your love in our sinews and bones,
and strengthen us for the mission you give us.
Nourished by your gospel,
let us bear good fruit
for the life of the world.
Let our lives be testimony
to the glory and power of Love in all creation.
Gather us within your embrace, Lord Christ,
especially those for whom we pray.

Amen.
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Image: Passover ends tonight at sundown. May we all work for peace with resilience and determination in the coming year.

Friday, April 6, 2018

Prayer 1896: Friday of Easter Week


Almighty God, with our waking breath
we center our thoughts to praise You:
may our prayers ascend with the rising light.

Help us remember that You formed us
to walk in integrity and compassion,
with Christ as our bridge, to live a God-shaped life.
Help us lift up the weary,
give comfort to the struggling,
and stand with the oppressed.
Help us draw the world to You through our rejoicing,
radiating God's love with joy and hopefulness,
extolling God's mercy and healing in our lives.

Spirit of Truth, make your home within us,
that we may testify with power
that we have been redeemed and formed
through the love of our Savior.

Lord, all we are we offer to You:
consecrate us to your service today,
and pour out your blessing over those for whom we pray.

Amen.

Thursday, April 5, 2018

Prayer 1895: For Thursday in Easter Week


Holy One, we lift our grateful hearts to You,
for You have created all things in beauty,
and sustain us through every moment:
thanks be to the Living God,
who guards our nights and our days!

Strengthen the love that binds us as your Body, Lord Christ,
that we may live into deeper holiness and wisdom,
empowered by your gospel to love without limit,
anointed by the Holy Spirit to be faithful witnesses to You
in all our words and actions.

Help us to set our minds upon your truth, O Savior,
that we may be your priestly people in the world,
caring for each other as a testimony
of the depth of our love for You.

Merciful One, we lay all our cares before You,
and ask your healing and blessing for all our needs,
especially those we remember before you now.

Amen.

Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Prayer 1894: On the 50th anniversary of the assassination of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.


Almighty God,
You send us prophets and martyrs to awaken us to your demand
that we purge ourselves of injustice, oppression, and hatred:
we remember before You today our beloved brother,
Martin Luther King, Jr.

Strengthen us to work for economic justice, O God,
remembering the 47 million of our fellow citizens
who live below the poverty line,
fifty years after Dr. King's death.

Almighty One, may Earth and heaven ring
with songs of justice and brotherhood,
and may we bring to reality the dream of collaboration and equality for all,
renouncing racism, fear, and hatred.

Empowered by the Holy Spirit,
may we become a resurrection people,
bringing to life the Beloved Community
in which all are seen as precious in your sight,
and therefore in ours, Lord Christ.

May we seek always to support and encourage each other
in the work of your justice and peace, O Lord,
that the Spirit guide all our steps.
United by your promises of mercy, 
bless and keep us this day, Lord Christ,
and bless those for whom we pray.

Amen.

Tuesday, April 3, 2018

Prayer 1893: Easter Tuesday


Lord God, Merciful and Holy,
we turn our faces toward You with a glad shout of praise,
evermore making our song,
"Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!"

Risen Christ, may we know you, love you, and serve you
in the faces of every person we meet today,
remembering your commandment
that we love each other as you love us.

Uphold us today by the power of the Holy Spirit,
that we may unbind our hearts in hope and faithfulness,
embodying your light, truth, and wisdom.
Extend the awning of your blessing, O Holy One,
over all who seek your saving help,
and rest your hand especially on those we now name.

Amen.