Reform

God all mighty,
make haste to upend the wicked,
be swift to defend the abused,
come yesterday to avenge injustice.

Christ all gracious,
turn our ambitions to dust for your glory,
change our hearts to love without limit,
sweep away all distractions like grass in fire.

Spirit all wise,
be our faith in the flood of despair,
be the law alone upon our lives,
be our grace no matter our shame.

Because we are yours, we are holy.
Because we are loved, we are holy.
Because we love, we are holy.

Because we are your body, we are holy.
Because we are your blood, we are holy.
Because we bleed, we are holy.

Because we are your delight, we are holy.
Because we are your exultation, we are holy.
Because we exalt, we are holy.

God all mighty,
Christ all gracious,
Spirit all wise, we pray. Amen.

cross-posted at RevGalBlogPals

Sovereign

Until the sun dawns on a day of equity,
dear God — be God.

Until creation is new like the spring,
dear God — be God.

Until your goodness ripens like a harvest,
dear God of mercy — be God.

Until your revelation is not obscured by lies,
dear God of insight — be God.

Until your prophets are not drowned out by idol worship,
o jealous God — be God.

Until your word resounds from earth to heaven,
o relentless God — be God.

Until every mountain is made low,
God, be our deliverance.

Until every tear is comforted,
God, be our companion.

Until every horn of oil overflows with blessing,
let there be no other God.

cross-posted at RevGalBlogPals

World Communion

To you, O LORD, we lift our hearts.
Be mindful of your mercy and be faithful to your love.

You are full of life — from the galaxies to the glaciers, from the rivers to the rainbows, from the north and the south, from the east and the west, with music and mystery all the world over. Your life runs through all Creation and your image is reflected in the diverse beauty of every face. How excellent you are, O God Most High. How glorious and how good.

To you, O LORD, we lift our hearts.
Be mindful of your mercy and be faithful to your love.

Around your table of life, celebrating your feast of joy, we are but one part of your image on earth. As we take and eat the broken bread, we remember those from whom we are separated, whether by distance or division. As we take and drink the crushed grapes, we hold in prayer those lives have been devastated by earthquakes and hurricanes, by illness and violence.

To you, O LORD, we lift our hearts.
Be mindful of your mercy and be faithful to your love.

We know that you are hurting and crying out with the righteousness of a March for Black Women, protesting against the hungry gnaw of poverty, shouting a holy indictment of the rich on their golf courses. Take away our thirst for earthly authority and power, and strengthen our spirits to join you in striking the rock of injustice among us.

To you, O LORD, we lift our hearts.
Be mindful of your mercy and be faithful to your love.

The works of your hands thrill and inspire us, O God. The revelations of your Spirit humble and disquiet us. In wisdom you have dismissed every excuse we’ve given for separation from one another and from Creation. May our hymns bring about an awareness that we share one breath. May our prayers attune our hearts and minds to be of the same accord. May this meal remind us that we share one love.

To you, O LORD, we lift our hearts.
Be mindful of your mercy and be faithful to your love.

cross-posted at RevGalBlogPals

Flooded

Still earth storms and trembles.
Still nations war and rage.
Still people hate and denigrate.

Where is Your deliverance, O LORD?
Where is Your help and Your strength?
Where is the promised transformation?

Still we boast and bicker.
Still we deplete and doubt.
Still we cling to hell when heaven is at hand.

When will our actions catch up to our confessions?
When will we believe Your revelation?
When will we live as part of one another?

Still Your love permeates and agitates.
Still Your grace blooms and nurtures.
Still Your hope generates a song on weary tongues.

This is our prayer, O God Most Glorious: for renewal and reparation, for direction and healing, for joy to swallow us up before hatred sweeps us away, for kinship and understanding to become our salvation, for the defeat of evil among us and the exorcism of lies & greed within us. This is our prayer, Gracious and Living God: to be loosed from fear for the freedom of peace, to grow in faith and be bound to Your mercy, to be acceptable before You and unceasing in Your praise.

cross-posted at RevGalBlogPals

Famine

Go away from me!

Christ, have mercy. I am broken and beaten down, worn and weary, and too discouraged to brave the sight of you. I am starved by the hatred of the world. Go away — your glory only reminds me of my imperfection, your grace shames my sin.

Come closer to me!

Christ, be near. I am broken and beaten down, worn and weary, and too discouraged to be alone without you. I am starved by the demons of my own heart. Come closer — your glory reminds me that there is beauty, your grace distills my soul to peace.

Speak to me here.

Spirit, guide me where I am. Amid shifting sands and swirling winds, through change and grief and torment, be the roots that hold me fast to all creation. Patience is scarce, and I am hungry for wisdom. Call me to be present here where I am, here where you are.

Provide for me there.

Spirit, equip me where I am going. Amid shifting sands and swirling winds, through change and grief and torment, be the promise that compels my journey. Imagination is scarce, and I am hungry for direction. Embolden me to go where I am sent, to go where you are.

Do not delay!

Most Holy God, be swift. These days are fleeting, this life burns like grass, and your children long for redemption more than the morning sun. Where healing is hoarded and miracles squandered, take up your name with urgency — creation weeps loudly for you.

Persist forever!

Most Holy God, be faithful. These days are fleeting, this life burns like grass, and your children long for justice that endures the deepest night. Where hope is hoarded and forgiveness squandered, take up your name for all eternity and generations will praise you.

on Genesis  45:-15 and Matthew 15:21-28

cross-posted at RevGalBlogPals