Prayers of the people
Defy the old dragon,
The world may rage
But I shall remain singing,
in perfect peace.
– Johann Frank (poet)
Our God, who holds all things together – our world cracks
and we are falling through the fault lines:
a climate struggling for breath
You scatter your seeds,
but the ground is hard;
we search for fertile soil in beauty and grace and joy,
but we are struggling.
Yet we know that we live in Kairos, your time, the opportune moment,
and, for the most part, things are working toward the good.
Here is your world:
heal us in our brokenness.
We are your church, charged with the care of souls,
but we stumble down unknown avenues,
connect in unfamiliar ways,
seek to love and support when, we ourselves
struggle to find your face.
Remind us again, that you have not left the table,
that it is still set, the bread broken, the wine awaiting us.
We are your church:
hold us on the journey.
And life appears to continue:
the trucks still rumble, the children scoot, the coffee brews –
but we hardly feel like a community;
most everyone we meet is fighting a hard battle within.
May each one of us ‘add our light to the sum of light’.
‘We are like islands in the sea,
separate on the surface, but connected in the deep.’
Bless the space between us.
Remind us that spring is coming
And with it, the sweet scent of wattle and the bright buds of new growth,
Let us not miss it.
As the poet tells us:
‘Hope is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all.’
We are your people,
people of good heart who persist in hope.
Alight on us, Holy Spirit,
And lift us up.
The old dragon shall not prevail,
and we shall go on singing.
This is ‘our year of living dangerously’ – may we live dangerously well,
(inspiration drawn from William James, the film ‘The Year of Living Dangerously’,
Judith Valente and the Benedictine ‘Rule’)
Peter McKinnon, offered for worship 12/07/2020, Pentecost 6A