We praise you, we thank you, for holding our hand in the start of a new year.
January always seems to bring a desire for more control over our lives. We make resolutions, set our path toward long-held dreams, fix our homes and our schedules to help us succeed. We want so much, God, to have security. To feel like we know what’s coming, and that we’ll be ready for it. To tell our lives what needs to happen and say, “I’m in charge.”
But already, Lord, life has changed and is different than we thought it would be.
The unexpected, the unwanted, the unexplained have happened. The person who said they’d love us forever died. The new job we were promised didn’t come through. The child we adore is deathly sick. The accident left us on a long road paved with surgeries and therapy. The friendship we’d hoped to rekindle won’t take the spark.
And then there are all the changes, God, that we maybe did anticipate – that we even planned – and now we’re treading upon this shifting soil, asking your hand to hold and carry us into this new land.
A very good land, but a different land.
As our Creator, you are Birthing Mother, always re-creating, always open to change. You, God, can teach us that while change is eternally constant, so is your presence. You can help us know in our bones that hope is born through struggle, and that change is an invitation to grow. That when something leaves, something new comes in its place. Give us the wisdom of soul, loving God, to look for it.
As we step into the weekend, may we have soft hearts that are open to change, sensitive to one another’s pain, resilient with hope.
Your grace sustains us. And we praise you for that.
In your name, Christ, we pray. Amen.