Read Isaiah 42:10-18.
Pray
God of re-creation, the world is broken, the mountains are falling apart, the rivers overflowing with destruction. We ache. Your world aches. And yet, in distance, really far away so that we sometimes have to squint, we see a small light. It walks with us. It softens the harsh landscape and makes it…beautiful. Lord, your son is our light, our sun, our inbreaking in the hardship. Illuminate the world. Break through the darkness of the world, shine his light boldy, proudly, so all corners of the world are encased in warmth and love. Amen.
Rev. Julia Burkley
Pastor, Opequon Presbyterian Church
Alum, UKirk Davidson
Words for Waiting 