Always More to Speak Of

Sunday Psalm 6.9.24

Father God
Lord Jesus
Holy Spirit

We present ourselves before You again this Sunday.
We gather for this hour out of our week
To declare your glory 
To refresh our hope
To practice caring for each other.

Whether our faith is mustard seed sized
Or a sheltering tree, we assemble ourselves
Together to remember.

Here, we speak of your promise to restore.
Your promise to redeem.
Your encouragement to keep the faith
And finish our race.

We are so accustomed to loss in our everyday lives
That we need to be reminded of your coming
Kingdom where You will wipe away every tear.
Your finger on our cheeks, drying the grief
Of life in this broken world.

You, Jesus, were a man of sorrows, acquainted with grief.
You know our daily existence, even when it’s good,  
Is hemmed in with loss.
You also know what You are making ready.

Eye hath not seen nor ear heard, all You
Have prepared for those who love You.
In this grief filled world, we need to remind
Each other of Your glorious promises.

And so we do. And we will never give up
Reminding each other.
There’s always more to speak of
And the best is yet to be, when we will
Enjoy every promise fulfilled. 
Amen.



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