Sunday Prayers
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Prayers for Sunday March 29th, 2020
For the layers of comfort and convenience that surrounded our lives and that we never considered a blessing but always just took for granted, forgive us.
For we who must grieve in isolation and not in community, comfort us.
For we who care for the sick, protect us.
For the ability to turn off the fear-mongering and unhelpful commentary and worst-case scenario click bait, strengthen us.
For the times when we are all out of creative ideas for how to get through this with cooped up kids, inspire us.
For we who are now cutting our own bangs at home, guide us.
For the grace to allow ourselves and others to just be less productive, shower us.
For the generosity needed from those of us who have more resources, empower us.
From our own selfish inclinations, deliver us.
For just being your children, none of whom have done a global pandemic before, love us.
For the days ahead, accompany us.
God unbound by time, help us to know that you are already present in the future we are fearing.
AMEN.
-Nadia Bolz-Weber
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I have been trying to pray for leaders I despise, but I know God knows my heart. So instead I will pray that the God who knows what it’s like to be in a frail human body and be sick and scared and tired and angry; I pray They have mercy on me because I’m finding it so hard to love my enemies. I pray that They send Their spirit to soften my heart so I can feel compassion for all of us frail fucked up scared humans who want mercy for ourselves and judgement for everyone else. Please, God, please help me have your heart for people. Amen.
For the widowed single parent, worried every sneeze or scratch in her throat might make orphans of her children, or every cough from a child's room that sends waves of worry washing over her; come alongside us. Give us the discernment to separate the true health need from fact-less fear. Reassure us, all, just how not alone we actually are.