Spirit of God, our breath, inspiration, and Source of wise words that seem to come from nowhere, Thank you. Your gifts along this journey are numerous, If we are able to recognize them. Amen.
O God, thank you for words that lift us, Encouragement from a teacher or friend, The unexpected compliment that lingers, Words that assure us that we have something to offer the world. God, let us not take these words for granted. Let us receive without shrugging them off. Let us remember these words that inspire. And let us inspire others in a similar way. God, help us recognize the gifts of another. Let us see potential and fuel it with praise. Let us lift each other up and lead with generosity. And know that we are fearfully and wonderfully made.
They said they were in the right place at the right time. They said that you placed them there, You gave them the words, You led them to the right people, You blessed an interaction. Today, I heard people speak of the ways you’ve worked in their lives, And then you worked in mine. Thank you, God. Your presence, your movement, Your timing continues to amaze me.
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.
Gentle Spirit, source of inner peace, I rejoice in the moments when I sense your presence And feel a sense of calm. Even when my mind is so full of thoughts, Even when my days are so full of tasks, You whisper to me. You’re whispering in the words of friends, the kindness of another, the warmth of a community, and the creativity within me, In musical phrases, joyful celebrations, deep conversations, and moments of laughter. I hear your whispers in the tranquility of raindrops landing gently upon the ground. You draw me into the present moment, God, and oh, am I grateful. Amen.