Sunday Prayer 19C

(dust storm sun, Arizona, from the files of mompriest)

Merciful God, who created

the heavens and the earth

and all creation

God who weeps

with us

over the sins we commit, destroying

the earth in so many ways,

But most especially

on that tragic

morning of destruction,

when what was left was waste and void;

A hole, fires all around,

and yet no light

leaving us quaking in sin. Ours. Theirs.

Create in me a clean heart O God

A sinner who repents

And put a new spirit within me.

Be patient merciful God,

With our stiff-necked ways,

Blot out our transgressions

The ways we hurt ourselves

The ways we hurt others

The ways we hurt you,

Eating the bread of greed.

Wash us from our iniquity

Help us see our transgressions

And not just the ones we think

Others commit

Help us, heal us

With your love

Create in me a clean heart O God

A sinner who repents

And put a new spirit within me.

God of mercy and grace

Who creates, renews, restores

Who forgives and heals

Help us to be agents of

Hope.

To forgive as you do.

To love as you do.

To be patient as you are.

To care this earth

To care for others

To care for ourselves

May we be your hands

Your heart.

May we rejoice with the angels

A new day,

For in you all things are possible.

Amen.

Crossposted on RevGalBlogPals and SeekingAuthenticVoice