Eternal God, today, we remember that when all seemed lost, you appeared before us in a new way. When hope was gone, you resurrected it. When your presence seemed to be buried, you resurrected it. When Life laid beneath the ground, you resurrected it. And so, we rejoice in your power to endure and in your spirit that remains. Amen.
O God, I begin this week with the intention To be still and know that you are God. When I sense your Spirit near… Be still… When things don’t go my way… Be still… When my body holds stress… Be still… When gratitude enlivens my spirit… Be still… As I share time with others, As I worship, As I pray, As I join in conversation, As I go about my day, I will try, Oh, I will try to remember, To breathe, be still, and know, That you, O God, are God, Infinitely knowable God. I begin this week with the intention To be still and know that you are God. Psalm 46:10
In conversations, laughter, and play, Through imagination, wonder, connection, and prayer, in a collection of little moments that added to something great, I felt a lift in my spirit. I sensed your presence near. I knew you were there, God. And so, I look back at my day with this thankful prayer. Amen.
It’s difficult to know the significance of a moment in the moment, so when we do it’s transcendent, difficult to express, hard to convey, just deeply known. And it can be so enlightening to review the work we do, to return to the moments that passed quickly by, to think of the small blessings, the people, the smiles, the Spirit of God we somehow missed in the moment.
Synchronicity Your Spirit in time Not just a moment or Coincidence, but something Holier than that, connected moments Rich with significance Of memories and more Never fully known Infinitely knowable Cultivating wonder Inviting reflection, pointing us Toward knowing Your Spirit in time
Freeze and thaw, freeze and thaw— The heartbeat of a forest floor longing for spring. God, I long for it too and feel it drawing near, But I know the inevitability of more and more snow. The thought of the wintery wind that will soon blow our way Reminds me that this time of waiting is not over. But, oh how it stirs up an even greater longing Not just for light, fresh, greener springtime days, but for the chance to once again know your spirit of renewal.
Whispering Wind, Mysterious Guide, Let me feel your push and your pull, Let me discern your wild ways And hear your summoning sighs. Whispering Wind, Spiritual Guide, Let me lean into your grace, Let me know your presence divine, Let me trust this wild ride.
We don’t always know what to say, And so we um and ah and second guess Whatever words we find in the moment. We can’t always hold back the tears, And so we pause, breathe, cough, try to utter something intelligible without breaking down. We can’t fit the molds we construct for ourselves, And when we try to no avail, we simply reveal Just how human we actually are. God, Creator of Humanity, Show us how to embrace the very humanness we hide, For those moments that reveal how human we are Overflow with your spirit and grace.
When I awaken, May I face the dawn, Receive your grace, Revive my soul, And set out in faith and prayer. And, when I set out, May I let you lead me To where I need to be, To work you call me to do, To people, connections, and community. And, when the day is done, May I really retreat— Resting in your presence, Releasing my cares, Resigning myself to a deep and peaceful sleep. And, when I drift off to sleep, And my body heals, My mind processes, And my spirit dreams, May I surrender to that blessed moment. And when I awaken, Again and again, Moment by moment, Day by day, May I live a song of gratitude. O Generative Spirit, Giver of Life, Source of Connection, Divine Love, I offer my heartfelt thanks. Amen.
A prayer after reading Ezekiel 37:1-14 O God, when death seems more real to us than resurrection, Lead us to the messengers who can speak to your life-giving Spirit And breathe new life into any dry bones we might have. In Jesus’ name, we pray. Amen.