Tuesday, July 11, 2023

In this sacred time with you, with grateful hearts, we remember how you are with us, care for us, and save us. We worship you and only you. We sing together, “Here I raise my Ebenezer. Here by Thy great help I’ve come. And I hope by Thy good pleasure.” (“Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing,” Robert Robinson, 1758).

Jehovah-Rapha (God who Heals), thank you for hearing our cry for healing. You, Loving God, are present and patient, even when we argue with you about how we are healed and cared for. Humble our hearts, so we will hear instead of commanding you.

Walk with us through our days on this earth. Cast us not from your presence. We will return goodness to those who cross our paths. We will share in times of famine and harvest honourably. One thing we ask; this is what we seek–to dwell in the house of the LORD all our days. May our descendants bury us in the land you promised long ago, beneath Ancient Faith-markers. And may we always remember your faithfulness to us. Clothe our children and grandchildren in the same armour of your light, throughout the generations.

Deal with us ever so gently as the winds blow and the waters surge. Our human bodies are fragile and cannot last except by your merciful love. Give us faith to believe you have already guaranteed our passage and presence into your glory.

We gather in your abundant fields and vineyards. We rejoice as we harvest together. Your word to us is clear–to share our abundance with others. We desire to respond to your call with all our being. The Intruder tells us to withhold from those who we would consider our enemies and to lash out in vengeance. But you tell us to extend patience and love.

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.