The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid? Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord! [Psalm 27:1,14]
What does it mean to have a house A house turned into a home Home Ho Me [Tracie Currie*]
We use Biblical and other readings that pertain to the specific theme of each of the 7 weeks
of the Season. Alternate readings used are posted with an asterisk* and follow the prayers below.
Week VI's
Theme is:
Stewardship
LET US, GOD’S PEOPLE, PRAY
Leader: ~ O Lord our Light and our Stronghold, awaken us to the bounty of Your Creation in all of its forms. Guide us to be grateful stewards in every facet of our human life, especially as representatives of your Church. Grant us the humility and humanity to value, celebrate, and support one another and all of our sisters and brothers, in difference and in disagreement, with esteem and dignity, with love and generosity for all.
~ O Lord our Light and our Stronghold, we offer our prayers for all who lead this World, this Country, and this Community by election, fiat, or inheritance. Inscribe their souls with a yearning for unquestionable integrity, global and local peace, and justice tempered with mercy for all the people in their charge. We pray especially for: add your own petitions
~ O Lord our Light and our Stronghold, nestle the aching, the fearful, and the desperate in Your loving embrace, and revitalize all who support their needs. We now join our hearts to pray for those in need… add your own petitions
~ O Lord our Light and our Stronghold, grant us a foretaste of the joy and glory of Your Heavenly Kingdom as the gates open wide to receive our beloved, who now live in the forever newness of Christ. We pray especially for: add your own petitions
~ O Lord our Light and our Stronghold, we pause in this moment to offer You our other heartfelt thanksgivings, intercessions, petitions, and memorials, aloud or silently… add your own petitions
The Celebrant adds: Loving, Patient God, grant us such
unashamed confidence in the Gospel that we strive to take on the mantle of
servanthood in Your Name, by the giving of our time, our abilities, and our
support of this Parish, and for the human needs of all your people in as many
ways as we can through food, clothing, housing, and more. We ask for guidance
to repay all we have been given, to continually grow in faith, and seek,
through our regular sacrifices in Thanks-Giving, to one day enter into the joy
of Your Eternal life. We beseech You our Redeemer Christ, our Counselor Spirit,
and our Eternal Creator, who together are One God, now and forever. Amen.
**A Reading from Tracie Currie:
What does it
mean to have a house
A house turned
to home
Home
Ho Me
Homme
= Human
Hu + Man
Hue of Man
Who said,
This
is my home
+ house
Built from
hearth
From h/earth
From heart
From he-art
From his art
From art
From the
moment we entered this realm and were given breath and sensed life
Dominion and power over all other creatures, which is an old tale of many tales
One tale narrating itself into future testaments foretold on this day:
If hu/man is
wiped from Earth, leaving all other living, breathing creatures to remain
In a house
that no longer has a master, then what will those creatures do and how will
They survive,
and will they survive? Because masters remind all other creatures that
Rule is law,
and law is land, and land is discovered, conquered, owned, reshaped until
She, Earth,
reveals her nature, unrevelatory and unnecessary to document since
Hu/man is wiped from her body that begins to heal, repair, rest, replenish, and smile
Again. And what a narrative to imagine that we have bombed, bruised, and warred in our
House turned to home. This is called Dominion over all other creatures, including the
one we call Mother, Earth. And She gets to heal when we are gone.
Our schism. Our gender and genderless. Our age and changing bodies. Our accented
tongues. Our race and race baiting. Our lack of resources in resourced spaces.
Our pretending not to see each other although we clearly see each other.
Bi and tri focals. Our eyes closed tight. Our need for sight to cross the street.
Our fear of being ungreen. Our paper-green now turned credit and loans and in debt and
creviced and unjust and this is unjust and how unjust! And I want justice. Just/ice. Not Just
Built from the inside out.
Your home is inner work.
Do the work.
Be the work.
Be Home.

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