God, who creates chaos and destroys order who arranges and fells, lean into your dream for life a little bit more, so the many who feel free from your holy choice choose life for life's sake. Amen.
You search out my path and my lying down. – Psalm 139:3
Scout and Tour Guide, who knows my ways even before those ways become ways of possible ways; many feel tied down on a one-way track to hell; broaden our imagination of potential pathways so we desire life with one another once again. Amen.
It is better to go to the house of mourning than to go to the house of feasting…” – Ecclesiastes 7:2
God of the Hovel, the Hole, the House and the Hotel, who creates a room for each of us, a nameplate, not a number, on the door, which we close to keep the noise of others out while binging-watching our own noise; though we may shed tears for the end of a season the well of our deep grief dries; Move us to go next door to our neighbor who knows only tears of aloneness. Amen.
“Come, let us cast lots, so that we may know on whose account this calamity has come upon us.” – Jonah 1:7
Divine Finger, intimating and numbering and assuming the sins of the world, O, how we want to know, Who did it? How quick we are to lay the blame at someone else's feet yet unwilling - or unable - to follow the thread and return to the first cause. Point us in our direction. Amen.
It is an unhappy business that God has given to human beings to be busy with. – Ecclesiastes 1:13
God Who Did All the Good Stuff Those First Six Days, and left everything else to us, we make joyless joy failing to rest; remind us: you finished your work at the start of the seventh day. Amen.
The people of long ago are not remembered. – Ecclesiastes 1:11
Recollector, who promised Abraham descendants as numerous as the stars and the sand, stuck in the middle of posterity, descendants become ancestors, numerous become nameless, today becomes yesterday; as we tread the next step send the named ones to surround us. Amen.
O that you would tear open the heavens and come down. – Isaiah 64:1
Traveler, who without we are wanting, make your absence presence; come down, show up, blow through, be along, for, once again, we act alone. Amen.
Is there a thing of which it is said, “See this is new?” – Ecclesiastes 1:10
Maker of all things new, does finishing the work of creation on the seventh day mean nothing thereafter is new? Or, does the Teacher mean: though the spectacle changes, human's need for spectacle remains nothing new? Silly, hypothetical questions aside, some folks, creators of the wacky and the weird, give two and two together away as if the sum were five. Give us an abacus for truth. Amen.
“All words are wearisome; more than one can express.” Ecclesiastes 1:8
Word, words weary today and yesterday I awoke just fine. While the world whirls in babble give me one sentence with subject and predicate with a direct object and especially an indirect object that receives those kind words. Amen.
Divide your means seven ways, or even eight, for you do not know what disaster may happen on earth. – Ecclesiastes 11:2
God, who divides Creation into infinite complexity, we have put all our eggs into the baskets of stubbornness, selfishness, hatred, arrogance, delusion, greed and violence. Weave us another basket, a basket full of anointing oil so we can once again cry out, "For unto all a child is born!" Amen.
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