Loving, life-giving God,
God of Tamar, Rahab, and Ruth,
God of Miriam, and Your many Marys;
God of our mothers, our wives, our sisters,
where men have preceded, succeeded,
pleaded that they do not need us;
while the world learns to walk
without us, away from us,
You remember us as
the woman who anointed Your anointed one.
Ah, God,
Mother of all gods,
remember your daughter
in the name of Your Son,
loosen her tongue,
bear her spirit above
the waters of creation:
let her utter Your Word.
Image: Le repas chez le pharisien, James Tissot [Public domain], via wikimedia commons
Thank you
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Yes, we do stand in need of prayer. Once a man tried to drive me off the road because I had led worship and a business meeting at a Presbyterian Church. Interest how moments of terror remain.
Oh, goodness. Prayers indeed.