God, I do not want to play this game again. I have discovered this is the exact reason I do not, personally, find video games enjoyable. To play the same thing repeatedly until it’s beaten is disheartening.
But then I remember what I tell my children. We are not video game characters, remote controlled by God. We have free will.
And you are a God of grace, letting us try multiple times to get it right. Putting us back at the beginning of our journey–to fix the pandemic, to become antiracist, to help those in need–over and over again.
When we get stuck like a broken record (remember those?) you remind us, miraculously, that we can move the needle.
The end to this pandemic is compassion.
In a time when love looks like giving masks to one another. In a time when money can be collected for rent. In a time when thousands suddenly have the time and emotional energy to march for Black Lives Matter. In a time when we can look at our budgets and see where our health and school funds lay in the priorities, you remind us; we are empowered to change things–together.
Lord, walk with me, walk with us. When we stumble and trip help us to have compassion for one another. Let masks flow like floods. When teachers and parents come together to make tough decisions; let our love overpower any stinginess.
When we are stuck in groundhog day, teach us that living our your compassion is more important than ever.
Help us to defeat the challenges, and to remember that we are playing on the team. And when we feel overwhelmed, help us to rest, to cry and then to get back up and do it all again.
Hold these prayers in the palm of your hand we pray.
Feel free to use or adapt with credit to Pastor Katy Stenta