Scripps Sunday - 11/6

 

for others

Oh God, we are surrounded by our loves.

They need you. And we need you to carry them.

Let love bear up the weight of us all.

Bless our kids and grandkids.

Children here and those gone.

Bless the people who quicken our hearts,

now and years past.

Bless our parents and grandparents,

strengthen our roots and our branches.

Bless our pets and your creation,

and the comfort they bring.

Bless our friends and chosen families,

all the bonds that hold us.

Thank you for this love,

this absurd and wonderful love.

God, bless the memories we hold

of those who have died,

and release in us the fullness of being able

to love them as they were in this life,

and as they are now

in the mystery that is beyond our sight.

God, bless all the people in pain who share

this present time and space with us,

whose lives are yet an unwritten book,

just like ours.

Come and write your words of love

that we speak—in our words and our actions—

in ways that heal our past

and stir up hope for our future.

God, I will openly admit

that my plan was to rescue us all.

Pry this out of my hands.

Absolve my guilt.

Calm my spirit.

Let me allow you to do the impossible

and bear up the weight of the world

I am determined to carry alone.

“Those who refresh others

will be enriched,

and the one who waters

will themselves be refreshed.”

—Proverbs 11:25, NLT (paraphrased)