A Prayer for Pentecost 8
Faithful God, you share your love for us in so many ways and in so many different places. We tend to stray from paths on which you guide us; we tend to stammer in response to your call; we are sometimes stunned at what you ask of us. But you remain steadfast in your care for us, and when we consider the weight of that love against our own fleeting discomfort, we are humbled and transformed. We return, thankful for your abiding through our stubbornness.
On this new day of possibilities and promise, you share again your concerns for us and for our world. All around us there is heartbreak and loss, uncertainty and backsliding, addiction and illness, burnout and despair. When our own resolve is shaken by life's pain, yours is our rock on which we lean and rest. You are for us a constant source of renewal and resurrection.
We pray that such renewal will come to those whom we remember in prayer this morning...
O God, once again we realize we are not our own masters. There is too much out of our hands and expertise to always feel confidence in ourselves. In those moments, as in the ones in which our inner spirits are calmed, we turn to you to steady our feet and our hearts. In the assurance of your love freely shown to us by Jesus, we press on. Amen.