It seems as if every week is “one of those weeks”. There is little time to breathe, think, respond, or react amid the news of more chaos in our world. We are not separated from the most pressing needs of humanity by our television screens or computer monitors. In the past week, death came to our door. In this sanctuary we celebrated the lives of two beloved members of our community. And yet, as we gathered in grief, hospitals in Puerto Rico still lack water and medicine. Families are no closer to answers as to why their loved ones were murdered Las Vegas. Firefighters watch the uncontrollable power of nature destroy lives and homes in California.
Suffering does not respect geography, wealth, or any boundary. Safety is in scarce supply. The world proceeds as normal but we know something is amiss. Like a nausea that will not go away, we feel it. We are the lucky ones because we can pretend everything is fine. Our children are in school, our water is running, and our homes are not burned to the ground. Our grief is manageable because our sense of community is strong. It is not so easy for our neighbors. It is for them, those whose ideas of normalcy and safety are forever shattered, we pray. There but for the grace of God are we.
God, we come to you this morning in a spirit of dialogue. Here us as we clear our minds and open our hearts to the thoughts beyond our words. Search our souls as we find gratitude and thankfulness among our requests and petitions. Place within us a desire that forms our prayers into tangible actions. May our “amen” be the next step in creating a partnership with you to help answer our prayers instead of passively waiting on you to do all the work. You need us as much as we need you.
Rev. Richard Lowell Bryant