God of the mountains, God of the plateaus:
In the wilds we cry out to you
for angels
to feed us in our wandering
to reveal a spring of lovingkindess
so that this wilderness of a world
might be flooded with compassion
that drowns out selfish power
and satiates the thirsty and impoverished.

God of the beasts, God of the thorns:
In the wilds we cry out to you
for angels
to minister to our cultural loneliness
to exorcise the insulation from our lives
so that we see this wilderness clearly
and discover companions for the journey
through nights of raw beauty
through days of devastation.

God of the rocks, God of the winds:
In the wilds we cry out to you
for angels
to sweep us up from despair
to enliven us with bold visions
so that the wilderness is a God-with-us place,
a Christ-calling and Spirit-driving place,
until the whole world is renewed
until the wilds bring us home.

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