O God of Life, I beg you, thrive in me
that I may neither slight nor bow to pain,
but may by grace with calm serenity
accept life’s hurts and losses and its strains,
the doubts, the hidden outcomes of my toils,
as Christ walked lovingly toward his grave
full knowing that the struggle is the soil
where seeds burst forth, where you emerge to save.
God, may your resurrecting grace be strong
in me that I may face uncertainty
with patience and a life-affirming song
that blesses both the listeners and me.
From all I fear, Beloved, may I rise,
your love and courage shining in my eyes.
April 14, 2020