Generations

Blessed are those who pray in the mountains,
where the signs of heaven are clear, where
the echoes of creation’s praise roll like thunder.

Blessed are those who pray in the dark of night,
when the promise of the sun is distant, when
the LORD whispers secrets to the despairing.

Blessed are those who pray in the cities,
where the revelation is among the people
and faith finds its voice in a collective shout.

Blessed are those who pray at the river,
where God’s life overflows for renewal and
the world’s burdens find welcome release.

Blessed are those who pray in famine and plague,
when the wildness of God and the terror of earth
offer no reprieve, when hope is a stranger.

O you who have answered the prayers of generations,
to whom we have poured out our longing and our joy,
bless the praying and the prayed for, O God of generations!

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All Saints Sunday Prayer

We give thanks, O God Most Holy,
for the feet that walked this journey before us,
for the saints and sinners who lived & loved
under the shadow of your wings.

We give thanks, O God Most Holy,
for those who dared to travel the road together
as lovers & strangers, friends & disciples,
for as long as they had breath.

We give thanks, O God Most Holy,
for the hearts that pulsed with justice & grace,
that sang in sync with your commandments,
that bled to show us your kingdom.

We give thanks, O God Most Holy,
for the tears, the heartache, the grief that connect us
to one another and to those who have died,
knowing that death will not last always.

We give thanks, O God Most Holy,
for the witness of all creation to your eternal glory,
for the mountains & trees, the rivers & seas,
and the beauty of your new day.

We give thanks.

Amen.

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