Our God,
Is this your son Jesus hanging on the cross?
The one who healed the sick, taught us how to live in your ways,
proclaimed the coming of your reign?
Is it through this dying one, is it from this cross that you
assert your reign?
You, Giver of Life, suffering, renewing, claiming dominion
here, where the power of death could force its way:
Here at this hospital bed,
where someone is
dying of cancer.
Here amidst the wreckage of the accident,
where children,
their frames crushed, struggle to live.
Here in the welfare office,
where those who
wait are measuring their hopes.
Here in these tents,
where refugees
mourn for homes they have fled.
Here in this world,
wherever death
stalks your children:
This is where you reign.
Give light to our vision, O God,
that we may discover you, our Creator,
amidst this
groaning creation.
Stir faith in our hearts,
that our tongues may sing and knees bend
before the
exalted One who suffers.
Give strength to our love,
that where life struggles to prevail,
we would bring
your renewing Spirit.
We pray, as we would live,
in the name of that One whose power is shaped like a cross.
Jesus, our Christ.
Amen.
Michael L. Pennanen
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