In these times of burning churches
That engulf the skies at night…
Light the fire that guides our way.
Kindle within us the flame of inspiration.
We speak your name.
In these times of grief and anger
And these days of stolen lives…
Pour out the quenching waters from your well.
Come, bathe our tear stained faces.
We call to you with voices raised.
With all our might and breath.
In these times of fear and division
And these days that tear our hearts and souls apart…
Wrap your mantle around our shoulders.
Remind us we are loved, and we can love.
We ask for your assistance.
Forge us. Shape us. Kindle us. Comfort us.
So we rise up, all together, firm and strong.
Be here now.
T. Thorn Coyle