Gracious Father-Mother God, we try so hard to follow your ways, but our bodily needs and temptations are so strong that all seem to stress us as basic needs. The false security we feel when we amass the stacks of money needed to survive gives us a false sense of security that is nothing better than an empty promise.
Gracious Father-Mother God, all the promises we make on our knees are lost when we return to our worlds of commerce and continue to argue over mundane issues of international trade or issues of strategic importance that mean nothing to the poor and needy of our societies around the globe that we call Earth and you call your children.
Gracious Father-Mother God, forgive us as we casually recite the Apostles’ or Nicene Creed at our local church, promising the sanctity of one god by the church. As if the church controls You! But I do go along with what my church dictates; for me, (for the most part!) However, on Monday morning we do go back on our Sunday morning pledges for the poor, the promises to You, God.
Gracious Father-Mother God, when every moment of life becomes a question of following what we should do for You or for us. We always fail You. We are to egocentric; we are too selfish. We are too unworthy to be called Your children.
Gracious Father-Mother God, two thousand years ago, You sent us help to find the way. We did not listen. Are we worthy enough for a second chance? Can we learn that “life itself becomes the path” to eternal life?
Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.
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