Let your seeds fall on righteous soil. Let your rain fall soft upon the fields of our hearts. As peace and compassion grow, give us the space, vision, and opportunities to share our fruits with others. Open the floodgates of heaven upon your landscape.
Great are you, LORD, you are gracious, compassionate, slow to anger, and rich in love. Our ancestors and previous generations tell us of your mighty acts. We meditate on your wonderful works, and we proclaim your handy-work. We love you, LORD.
We become aware we are your creation. We have what we have because of your love. We humble ourselves and are content being in the moment with you. We put our hope and trust in you.
Lord, we turn to you and hear you. In you alone, we find strength and deliverance. Thank you, Yahweh, for longing for relationship with us and wanting to save us. We bow down and worship you.
From the four directions, we gather on shores, in parks and worship spaces, and at city halls. We are the needy–weary, sick, war-stricken, houseless, and scared. We are the privileged–wealthy, healthy, capable, and stable. Together, we are your community. You are in our midst. You invite us to remain and support each other.