prayer
Blessing the Backpacks (with bubbles)
(The worship leader could say the words of the following prayer alone or it could become an echo prayer with the children and any who bring backpacks repeating the line after the leader.) Loving God,You are with us in every placeAt homeAt schoolOn vacationIn places that feel wonderful and places that feel scaryYou are…
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Holy Week and Easter: Prayers on the Breath
May you risk the road and be graced by what you haven’t planned ~ I am travelling away from home during these marked days. I will be travelling to enter the delightful, loving chaos that days with children and grandchildren offer. I’ve chosen this travelling gratefully, but it opens questions in me.
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Palm Sunday: a Prayer, A Poem, A Practice
A Palm Sunday Prayer Holy OneYou ride through this lifeon the bony back of our stories,on the spread of our hopes You do not shun the confusion of our longingsor the brevity of our commitments.You meet us in the midst of themand by your Presence gather us closeand make us the more that we are.…
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On the Edge of Thanksgiving
As this day closes may you go gently quiet prayers in your pockets, perhaps overflowing. Small blessings, a touch, a voice a memory, beauty, scattered on the border of daylight and darkness. May they unfold in dreams fertile with Grace. And if despair has been caught in the creases of this day may it be honoured,…
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The Heart in it
No shape of wood or even stone is foreverBut the heart that beat in it; the soft intercessionsThe fervent witnessThe hopeIs not lost So many strands of spirit and sorrow wove together yesterday as France and many across the world kept vigil during the fire at Notre Dame. A web spun of history and identity…
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A Lenten Prayer of Invitation
Come Work your hands in the clay of your heart. Shape of this pause a bowl, for Loveresonant
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Summer Lectio: A sacred reading of your summer
Just through the farthest kitchen window this morning I saw the first turned leaf. Seeing it there through glass and across the room I felt as though I rested in two times, the summer that is and the fall that is to come. So many things come to be in the summer; the pace…
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