God of comfort, come gently among us this evening; hear our prayers, restore our souls.
Piece together our loose ends; smooth over our rough edges; restore our souls.
When lights and decorations fail to delight our senses, and serve only to deepen our pain and grief, restore our souls.
When we clench our fists in anger, open our hands to receive your grace.
When we are worn out and beat down, surround us with your peace.
When our doubts outweigh our hopes, increase our faith.
When we have no energy left to love, love us all the more.
When we cannot bring ourselves to pray, pray for us, as we remember how Jesus prayed, saying… OUR FATHER…
Submitted by Jerie Lukefahr, CRE