Add your own litany to this expansion of the Lord’s Prayer from Luke 11:2-4:
Father, hallowed be your name.
Almighty One, you are our sanctuary.
Love, you alone are holy.
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Your kingdom come.
Arrive among us and scour our pride.
Be a healing presence to the outcast and wounded.
Well up with grace in our homes.
Stay close beside . . .
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Give us each day our daily bread.
We give you thanks for the food on our table.
We rejoice in the sun and rain and changing seasons.
We savor the fellowship of loved ones.
We lean on your faithfulness.
Thank you . . .
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And forgive us our sins, as we ourselves
forgive everyone indebted to us. We harbor grudges.
We demand privileges that we refuse to share.
We hold onto fear more than hope.
Forgive us . . . . .
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And do not bring us to the time of trial.
Let us learn peace more quickly than war.
Open our ears to listen for your Spirit.
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as always beautiful, challenging supplication. Thank you, Rachel.
God of many names,
may the names of many be held precious.
The names of those who have held us in love, as a parent, as a lover, as a friend.
May we hallow the names of those who have sat around tables with us, who have provided food, words, silence, acceptance.
May the Spirit of forgiveness blow away the hurts we hold onto, and breathe lasting peace into our land, our homes, our hearts.
May we bless those who have taught us the language of love, and who we truly are.
Called by name, may we lift our voices to join in the song of the wounded healer.
And may all God’s people say Amen.