O God of newness, we are grateful for the sunrise of this new day, for our spirits are in need of rebirth and renewal, and every day reminds us of that promise.
O Lord, in your mercy, hear our prayers.
God you remind us that fear is the greatest enemy to love. We are reminded of those who perished with the atomic bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan, 72 years ago this week, and are reminded of the deadly combination of fear and power combined, and the innocent lives that are sacrificed at a physical, mental, and emotional level, from soldiers to civilians.
God of grace, we feel the vines of fear and the grasping for power across the world. From political elections, to world leaders threatening each nation, to civil wars that still have not ceased.
Loving God, we feel the fear so near to us with the rallies in Charlottesville over this weekend. We weep, unable to understand how such hatred and violence can still be manifest? We pray for all those involved, for the peace-makers who were killed, to those who believe that individualism and skin color is more important and of more value than peace and unity.
God of Strength, we can feel so overwhelmed by fear, can feel its suffocating powers distracting us, leaving us speechless and numb. When such fear strikes so close to home, we can be lost in our own maelstrom of thoughts and emotions that we forget that you have already extended a hand towards us. Help us to reach out to you and grasp the hand in the midst of the storm.
Hear our prayers for this world, and it is because you call us to boldly approach the throne of grace, that we boldly pray that love will be the conquering force in this world. Help us to spread love, to be your instruments of love. That we would be aware of our own microaggressions that contribute to sexism and racism, that contribute to judging others and putting others down to build ourselves up, that contribute to caring more for our status, our privilege, our individualism, rather than for the sick, the lonely, the homeless, and our community.
Hear our prayers for never-ending love and peace. You are writing a story of peace, and you wish to use our gifts, to use the precious ways in which we can be bearers of truth and life. Help us to proclaim the good news, that fear, power, and hatred will never win, but that love, grace, and peace are the pillars of your kingdom, a kingdom that we are citizens within. The storms may threaten us, but we have faith in You—even faith as small as a mustard seed—O God of truth and grace, that we will never be shaken or moved, and that nothing in this world, can separate us from your love.