God of Miracles,
You do not distance yourself
From our raw humanity.
We are yours,
No matter the art form of our language
Or the shades of our skin color
Or the chaos on our streets
Or the places we call home.
As we experience our common mortality
In this year of pandemic,
We look out from our isolation
To view your presence,
In the ICU unit with overwhelmed caregivers,
In the technology that brings to focus the faces we love,
In the ingenuity of small business owners,
In the grief, yes, even in the grief from illness and death.
We learn from the scriptures about
These socially isolated men
Without love and human touch.
In the face of your Son, Jesus
All were healed.
All ten where overwhelmed with joy
Because now their bodies did not hurt
And their loved ones could be near again.
One healed man
Came back grateful
To behold again the face of Jesus,
The face we long for even today.
In these days of chaos
Help us all rejoice
As a nation and as individuals.
No matter our uncertainty.
We reach beyond bitterness today
To be grateful.
This hope is for today