Sunday Evening Lord of Hosts, for all the glory you have given to man, yet our lives are short among the long ages of the earth. In the storms of winter, there is still danger to mortal life. For all the power of man, the cold of winter still takes its toll. Give us humble hearts beneath the firmament of creation. Give us awe at the power of the works of your hand. For we give You thanks for your great glory. Amen. Our Father…
Monday Morning Ancient of Days, before time began its endless course, before the earth or the seas, before the stars of the sky–You were. You–first and highest–are not shamed to give us a new mercy. Again, you have given us fresh grace in a new day. You have not grown weary of endless ages of love, but still You have given us another day of life. Another day of breath. Another day to lift up our eyes to the majestic, the ineffable, the eternal. Amen. Our Father…
Monday Evening Lord God, You have given water for the fishes, skies for the birds, and the earth for all beasts. You have given particular grace to me, a human. I bless You for your gift of words, which are water and air to me. I thank You for little words of greeting and hello. I give You thanks for the beauty of music, and the language of love. I give You thanks for my name, which You have written in the book of life, because of my baptism. Amen. Our Father…
Tuesday Morning Lord Jesus, You were not shamed to grow in the house of a carpenter, and your Father did make the world in six days in the power of his hand. I give you thanks for my hands. For the work they can do, for all that they hold, for all that I can touch and know. I wonder to think that everything in the whole world is in your hand. Amen. Our Father…
Tuesday Evening Eternal Spirit! Fire of the prophets and secret glory of the hidden God, long have You worked, while hidden from the eyes of men. You renew the face of the earth. You give life to your Church, which without is but dying men. You kindled life in Adam, kindle life in me today. Give me zest and zeal for fresh air and bright light and the vigor of life until death claims me. Give fire to my belly, to enjoy all that is good, and take nothing for granted. Amen. Our Father…
Wednesday Morning Jan. 6th, The Epiphany of Our Lord O God, who by the leading of a star did manifest thy only-begotten Son to the peoples of the earth: Lead us, who know You by faith, to your presence, where we may behold your glory face to face; through the same Jesus Christ our Lord, who liveth and reigneth with thee and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen. Our Father…
Wednesday Evening Lord God, at Ajalon, You gave victory to your people by the power of the angels and the lengthening of the day. This miracle is beyond my power to create or even understand. By your mighty power, give your people victory again, before the setting of the sun. For the devil, the world, and the nature of sin stand against us, and only You fight for us. Amen. Our Father…
Thursday Morning Father, You still call us children, though I have done little to earn such love. Give me faith, not in what I can do to earn love. For I cannot do more than Christ has done. Rather, give me faith in your nature: that You are the eternal Father, who cannot forsake his children. Amen. Our Father…
Thursday Evening Lord of Virtue, give me fortitude, make me strong. Long is the day, and great the temptations of the world, and my flesh is weak against these. Give strength to my body, strength to my will, strength to my soul. That I may stand strong against temptations, against the fragility of men, and against the coming night. Lend me the power of your hand. Amen. Our Father…
Friday Morning Holy God! You called the men of old to build altars and make sacrifice to your name. Great were the altars of Abraham and Solomon, but small is the altar of my little church. Give me faith to see that is not the greatness of the altar, but the greatness of the God which matters most. Give me faith to see the sacrifices there. Give me reverence for what You have made holy. Amen. Our Father…
Friday Evening Christ, today You endured crucifixion and bitter death. You were forsaken by the Father that I might never be alone. I do not appreciate this as I should. Purge all vanity and vainglory from me. Cleanse me from all distractions and wanderings of heart that, at least for this moment, I may see the cost of grace and the price of life in your crucifixion. Give me a heart to ascribe value to your Name, for the lavish mercy poured out in you most precious blood. Amen. Our Father…
Saturday Morning Lord of Angels, You care for the littlest and the least. By the hands of your servants, watch over me this day. Protect me where I go. Guide all that I do. Amen. Our Father…
Saturday Evening Matchless Lord, there is none like You in all the earth, and none among the heavens can claim likeness with You in glory or might or in mercy. Because there is no other name in heaven, because there is no where else that can go to find the words of eternity, so tomorrow I and my brothers and sisters will gather to praise your name in the church, the temple of living stones. Give my voice strength, to sing your glory. Give my words truth, to rightly confess and all the more speak your word in the festal shouts of the divine service. And give me faith to see your work and your hidden Spirit. Amen. Our Father…
Sunday Morning Again, I rise and go where You have called me. If I have no other home than this, my church, let me love it. That in the habitation of your house, I may hear You speak and your testimonies live in another generation. Amen. Our Father…
Locus Communis 