Jesus said…” those who drink of the water that I will give them will never be thirsty. The water that I will give will become in them a spring of water gushing up to eternal life.”
In this season of constant change, we find ourselves hungry for relationship and connection. Pastor Ginger's sermon of the woman at the well reminded us that the source of life has never been more important than now. As we continue to care for one another on this journey, we've created a sacred online space just for you. The Well, a regularly updated and curated collection of resources, reflections, and opportunities to remain connected throughout the week to the source of living water which is God’s love through Christ Jesus.
Prayer Given by Rev. K.C. Van Atta-Casebier
God of the ages As we continue to hold and speak the names Of your children that fill pages and pages Grant us the courage to exclaim That your people are sacred and holy And worthy of life and choice They are NOT to be discarded and they are not lowly They deserve continual breath and voice Remind us that we don’t have to put Good In front of Samaritan to reassure us of the yearning For redemption and validity of people in the neighborhood In a veritable isolative milieu that could use overturning Instill in us that people are innately and surely divinely capable Of surprising our erroneous expectations That are not inescapable And hinder our baptismal vocations Reignite in us, O God, a passion for nonsensical hope For uncomfortable service, A slippery, compassionate slope Packs full of mercy and a robust susceptibility To being drawn into the river of divine love and wonder God give us an inability to cope with or refuse our biggest blunder That what we interpret about one another The qualifiers that we give and the worth we deny Isn’t just what we believe about our siblings, sisters, and brothers It isn’t just our desire to make others comply We stretch and we bend and we malleabilize And the contortion rids the ability to recognize And often we don’t even realize That its ourselves whom we really despise God help us to know that we are steeped in a brew of love and sacred worth And that just as we are, You invite us into Your story That the Imago Dei within us and all people might be unearthed Yours is all honor and power and glory, Amen
Prayer Given by Rev Kelly Grimes
The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? God of light and salvation, we come with courage to pray together knowing that where are two or more are gathered together in your name you are in the midst. God of Wisdom, loving creator, The whole of the world you have brought into being, you nurture and sustain all creation, you guide and invite us into ways of peace, ways of mercy, ways of justice. Daily your love is offered anew, every morning we are invited into life and so we offer our thanks. We lift up on this Father’s day, all who have offered to us a fathering love; our parents, preachers, our teachers, our doctors, our coaches; those who pour out their time and themselves to love and care for the children of this earth. By their example may we know more fully how to selflessly give ourselves to others. We recognize all who are reminded of pain this day; children who have lost parents, parents who have lost children. We lift up parents who fear loss at the hands of violence on street corners, in schools, or in service to community. We lift up parents who risk everything as they cross ocean, desert, and border. We lift up those who have experienced broken relationship, and those who continue to experience broken relationship with parent or child. With all that is surrounding us, we need your strength and wisdom. We thank you that you have opened our eyes to see where you are calling us to do the work of justice, equity and beloved community. Continue to call us to do the work and we answer YES in faith joining the sacred work of our brother our Savior our friend Jesus, for he declared: “The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he has anointed me to bring good news to the poor. He has sent me to proclaim release to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to let the oppressed go free, to proclaim the year of the Lord’s favor.” You God are our restoration, you oh god will make all things new. So pour out your Spirit on us this day, that we might be embraced by and be sent out by your unmerited love. Draw us closer to you and through that movement might we find ourselves closer to one another, that the kin-dom would come on earth as it is in heaven. Let us together pray the prayer our Lord taught us to pray…
Prayer of Lament and Repentance offered by Rev. Ginger E. Gaines-Cirelli
Baltimore-Washington Annual Conference of the United Methodist Church
You have told us, O Lord, what is good. You have shown us, O Lord, what to do. You have revealed to us, O Lord, our call and capacity as humans.
Do justice, love kindness, walk humbly with you. Love you and love our neighbor. Live and love and heal and give and serve and forgive like our savior, Jesus Christ, proclaiming the present and future Kin-dom. You have told us, shown us, revealed to us everything we need to live in freedom and in peace.
But we have rejected you, opting instead for idols of privilege and respectability, of power and control. We have allowed fear and lies to curtail the expansive capacity for love, generosity, and mutuality you intend for human life. And we are destroying one another and destroying ourselves and destroying the whole of creation as result.
We cry out today in lament, grief and weariness for the suffering of your beloved children whose beautiful black and brown skin has marked them in this racist society not for honor but for profiling and suspicion, not for admiration but for dismissal and invisibility, not for care but for violence. How long, O Lord, will black bodies continue to be found hanging on trees in our city parks? How long will we allow black bodies to be the currency fueling prisons for profit? How long will black siblings be humiliated, assaulted, and shot in our streets with impunity? How long will black mothers and fathers fear for their children’s safety every single day because the color of their skin, their daily prayer that their child’s name doesn’t become a hashtag? How long will black and brown children have to be given the “talk” to try to keep them safe? How long will precious children live in a world in which their internalized racism makes them struggle to love their black or brown bodies? How long will the stereotypes and gaslighting and codified hatred and white supremacist terrorist organizations continue—so feebly challenged, if challenged at all? How long will the killing of black mother’s sons be less important than the killing of white mother’s sons? We cry out to you, Lord God, with broken hearts, for the suffering of your people. O Lord, come to our assistance. Make haste to help us!
“Whiteness” has become both a shield and a weapon that many of us don’t recognize we wield. In ignorance and arrogance, those of us who are white continue to be stubborn and slow to acknowledge the past and present realities of systemic racism or to take responsibility for our transgressions, aggressions, and complicity in systems that harm and seek to dehumanize black and brown siblings. We who are the perpetrators of this violence lay ourselves out before you today, O God, repenting for our sin and begging for mercy and for your grace as we endeavor to become anti-racist. And all of us pray for your compassion and forgiveness for the ways that we harm ourselves and others and live lives that are smaller than we’re made for. We need your help, O Lord. Come to our assistance, make haste to help us.
Restore us to your vision for our lives, merciful God, and guide us in the ways of mutuality, dignity, and peace with justice. Help us truly understand that no one is free until all are free. Help us rise united… and may we love as you intend.
In the name of the God who was, who is, and who is to come.
Prayer Given by Ben Roberts
Let us breath together…………Silence is a gift of practice, bound by time and offered for us to collect our thoughts, offered to us to disentangle our minds, offered to us to gather in what is around us and to release what is holding us. But God you have shown us from the beginning that it is through word and action that life and creation are brought into being.At the arrival of the kairos moment, the arrival of God’s timing, the periods of our silence must end. May there be no more musing for the opportune words, may there be no more searching for the right platform, may there be no more waiting for markets or popular opinions…No, now may the words of justice and life flow freely through the streets of our communities, the chambers of our hearts, and the halls of power.This day oh god you have brought us into, this day oh god you have called us to serve, this day oh god you have gifted us that we might amplify the voice of the hurting and hold the powerful to account. Our political parties, our offices held, our intentions offered will not be enough…only by putting pen to paper, foot to pavement, and shovel to hand shall we see the fruits of kin-dom building. For the ways we support systems of violence in our relationships, in healthcare, in housing, in public safety, and through intransigence around budgets, forgive us. Take from us this bent to destruction on behalf of synthetic tribalism and restore us that we might see one another anew. Infuse us once more with your imagination such that we perceive beyond what is, to a clearer picture of what can and what will be.God we lift up those feeling broken in mind, body, or spirit. Surround us all and provide strength for these days. Send healing and comfort to those who grieve and mourn, and place us so that we might put our prayers to work as we now pray together as you have taught us.
Prayer Given by Rev. Ginger E. Gaines-Cirelli
In the beginning when God created the heavens and the earth, God said, “Let us make humankind in our image, according to our likeness; and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the wild animals of the earth, and over every creeping thing that creeps upon the earth.” 27 So God created humankind in his image, in the image of God he created them; male and female he created them. Creator God, you have signed your name on all flesh, created us in your own image, crafted us to reflect with one another your love, mutuality, justice, creativity, and grace. Those of us with power and privilege have distorted and abused your beautiful design for human relationship. We have allowed and participated in the creation and continuation of systems that harm and seek to dehumanize black and brown siblings in our human family. We beseech you that, by the power of your Spirit, those long or newly awake to the reality of systemic racism will sustain the energy, commitment, and perseverance to dismantle every structure that perpetuates it. May we not be conformed to racist thought systems but rather transformed by the truth of our shared dignity and humanity. Help us teach our children well. Guide us in efforts to dismantle racist policies and practices in healthcare, housing, lending, hiring, policing, sentencing, education, city planning, and every other institution in our land. Give all your people righteous anger to rise up and tear down systems that perpetuate racist profiling and a culture in which your beloveds are fearful for their lives and the lives of their children—because they know the color of their skin makes them vulnerable to violence of both body and spirit. In your mercy, forgive where we need forgiveness. Shield and protect our hurting and weary siblings of color. Make us all willing to do hard things and to release bland niceness so that peace with justice might emerge. When we falter or fail, come to our assistance to keep us on the path. Show us the way to embody your perfect love, freed from the sin of racism. We pray in the power of the Lord of all life.
Prayer Given by K.C. Van Atta-Casebier, May 17th Online Worship
God of the cosmos, of universes and stars and ethereality, you have made art from the depths of chaos and you have done it again and again. Each time, we are surprised by your innovation and your unyielding, and your methodical breathing - the breathing of your own name into us that we might be called and named and expanded. We stand in awe of that invitation to life, to participation in the movements and rhythms that reverberate the earth and ring out on behalf of innate goodness.
And God, when suffering opens the gate, meanders along the pathway of stepping stones, and confidently knocks on our door, when our connection buffers, when our course feels rocky, or our trajectory appears imperfect, when balance feels like an impossibility and hope an afterthought, invite us to cross the threshold into welcoming and homey space, to feel the embrace of your matchless love, to be enveloped in the familiarity of divine fragrance, and to remember that we are home in the beloved family. God, may we never imagine a world where your people are cohabitating with suffering and are forced outside the bounds of the family. Continue to confront us with the realities of our privilege and help keep us mindful of the orientations of our hearts. May our compasses lead us into hope and expanse.
God we are mindful of those in unsafe places this day and we are thankful for the generation of right now. May we heed their calls to show up for those who need solidarity, support, and extra measures of care. May we join in shouting the chorus of goodness across the earth, and work for peace and justice along the way.
Prayer Given by Pastor Ben Roberts, Associate Pastor of Social Justice
Foundry United Methodist Church, Washington, D.C., May 10, 2020
Holy Creator, God of wisdom, strength, and grace, We call out to you, you who brought all life into being, you who nurture and sustain all creation. You bend low to meet us, and you offer daily invitations to lives of peace, mercy, and justice. You hold us in hopeless places, you comfort us in grief, you sit with us in the unknown. Each day, each hour, you come to us offering your love anew, not counting the past against us, and so we offer our thanks for the gift of grace.
We recognize all who are reminded of pain this day. We pray for children who have lost parents, parents who have lost children, whatever the circumstance of loss, may your presence be equally, or in hopeful prayer more powerfully felt than returning tides of mourning.
We lift-up all parents and families who with fear and hope, await the return of their children; whether they have gone out in military service or just out for a jog. We lift-up Wanda Cooper-Jones and the much too large community of black mothers in America who must find ways to mourn publicly while awaiting an often too slow and inadequate justice. We lift-up the neighbors and neighborhoods of Baltimore, organized by mothers and families for ceasefire weekends, that peace and life might have a chance. We lift-up parents who risk life to seek life, crossing ocean, desert, and boarder, may we through love and mercy find ways to honor their sacrifice and not compound their injury through separation and prosecution. We lift-up those who have experienced broken relationship, and those who continue to experience broken relationship with parent, child, or partner.
We lift up prayers and thanksgiving on this mothers’ day, for all who have offered to us a mothering love; our parents, preachers, teachers, doctors, nurses, coaches; those who pour out their time and themselves to love and care for children of every age upon this earth. By their example may we more fully know how to selflessly give ourselves to others, and may they be strengthened in their endeavors of care.
You, Oh God, are our restoration, you oh God will make all things new. Your promise is unwavering, your love is steadfast. You are the life giver, who brings freedom to the captive, and strength to the weak. Though we face a virus, though we face a pandemic of racism and violence, though we face the destruction wrought by white supremacy and racism, though we too often participate in it, though we see prophets and children alike struck down by anger and wrath…still we ask your help to move forward and move toward peace…in this movement we will not give over to fear, for you do not give us over to death, life and only life will have the last word. Even now your Spirit is poured out upon all the earth, and so may we receive what you offer and be embraced by this unmerited love. Move us closer to you that we might find ourselves closer to one another, and guide us as we pray together saying…………
Prayer Given by Pastor Ben Roberts, Associate Pastor of Social Justice
Foundry United Methodist Church, Washington, D.C., April 19, 2020
My Lord, My God,
How shall we serve you this day? I pray that we would be open to receiving direction in these moments where we have gathered for rest, centering, and encouragement.
As the disciples grieved, feared, and wondered about what comes next, they huddled into secured spaces. You arrived to remind them of new life and new callings, even while the wounds of death were still visible and fresh.
In this time of physical distance, help us to know that you’ve drawn close to us. As we see the wounds of creation exposed, empower us toward healing acts. As we hear and experience systemic health inequality through the disproportionate effects of this virus upon minority communities in the United States, send us back into the world for justice and not a return to normal.
Let our voices ring out now, not months from now, for the mobilization of this nation to fix that which is so clearly broken. Help leaders to use their power in the service of their neighbors, not for the stoking of performative outrage. Save us from the impulse to always align ourselves for and against personalities and parties; and make us a people who seek and heed Spirit’s leading. Make us first a people who seek the kin-dom of God, and peace with one another.
Holy Lord, the call is unchanged from throughout the ages, the prophets and priest said, care for the immigrant, the vulnerable, the widow, the orphan. Christ Jesus, the Apostles, the disciples say also, serve God, serve the least, the lost, heal the sick and clothe the naked. Today you still call us, not to run from our responsibility or to blame others but to take our place through service. Make us willing and make us able.
We pray for those this day who are sick, those who’s schedules continue to change, those who’s anxiety is heightened with no rest in sight. Appear once and again and say, “peace be with you.” And help us through our lives to enact it. Amen.
Prayer Given by Pastor Kelly Grimes, Associate Pastor of Congregational Care and Hospitality
Foundry United Methodist Church, Washington, D.C., April 5, 2020
God of mercy, There are moments when our humanity is thrusted before all the ways in which we seek to be divided by our differences. We are in such a moment in time. Beyond our faith traditions, our backgrounds, ethnicities, and socio-economic systems, our humanity seeks to bind us together. And in the midst of our plight that physically distances us, in spirit, we are ONE in community. It is in these moments when we pray for each other.
And so, God of grace, we pray for those who are lonely, whether they live alone or in a house full of people; we pray for peace for those we face anxiety and depression; we pray for the safety of those who are sheltered in vulnerable or dangerous spaces, we pray for comfort for those who mourn loss of loved ones; we pray for healing for those battling illness.
We lift up to you, O God, for wisdom, peace and sustained health for our sanitation workers, first responders, hospital personnel, staff and all medical professionals, scientists and lab techs. We pray for wisdom and compassionate use of our resources by our local, city, state, federal and global leaders as they give us guidance through this pandemic.
We pray to you O God for the liberation that comes from the wholeness in community. We shout Hosanna! Save us!! That your beloved community would know the fullness of your love. We join our voices with the voices of your people throughout the ages as we are bold to pray the prayer our Lord taught us to pray
Our Mother/Father, who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name.
Thy kin-dom come, thy will be done, On earth as it is in heaven,
Give us this day our daily bread,
And forgive us our trespasses,
As we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation,
But deliver us from evil,
For thine is the kin-dom,
And the power,
And the glory forever. Amen.
Prayer Given by Pastor Will Green, Associate Pastor of Discipleship
Foundry United Methodist Church, Washington, DC
Lord, in a time of isolation, panic, and fear, when words to lift in prayer seen hard to come by and our hearts are heavy with the weight of the unknown, we give thanks for the simple gifts of this day:
Help us to never take for granted these gifts, and to—out of our thankfulness and gratitude—find the strength we need for the living of these days.
In a time of pandemic, when sickness and death feel as if they are lurking around every corner, when love looks more like self-isolation than action and hope is found not in what we do but in how we wait for what comes next, we pray:
You, O God, are the Great Physician, the source of all strength and healing and the light of our lives. We lift before you these prayers now and entrust them to you, for we know that you are faithful, just, and true, and that you will not abandon your people. We place our trust and faith in You this day and ask that in so doing you would help us to be light—alive and shining with the power of your love—in this moment of present darkness. All this, we pray, trusting in your ability to this which we’ve lifted and so much more, as we remember the words Christ taught us to pray.
Prepared for the Memorial Service of Alexander Riley
Prayer Given by Pastor K.C. Van Atta-Casebier, Associate Pastor of Family Ministries
Foundry United Methodist Church, Washington, D.C., February 8, 2020
Composer God it was in the beginning that you sang out over the chaos, dismissed the darkness with light, created an orchestral masterpiece out of a pile of notes and chords, and birthed life out of our very breath. And perhaps when we consider the odds, it seems the greatest surprise of a lifetime to have joined Alex in this symphony of breath and harmony and incantation even if for only a time. What a masterpiece you created.
Conductor God, your Spirit has directed and redirected our lives along paths that have been enriched and given purpose by your presence with Alex. We know that it is not your inclination to abandon us, but spirit we ask for assurance that you will continue to infuse Divine rhythm into our compositions and accompany us in calm and meditative places of restoration and wholeness. Allow us to hear the melody of strength and commit it to memory.
The beauty of you, resurrected God is found in your tenacity, your unyielding, your persistence, your full voice. You do not just wake up and march out of the tomb on Easter, you do it again and again. When there are questions about the possibility of new life in the darkness, you shroud them in white, glistening robes; when there are deep, lingering queries about whether or not life can even go on, you anoint them in the oils of hope and splendor. As we wrestle with the reality of loss and grief, you stake your claim in the very heart of doubt as the RESURRECTED LORD - the conqueror of darkness, the silencer of death, and the overcomer of chaos. Just as you always have - from the beginning. Bestow upon us your peace, that we may forever sing a chorus of hope and remembrance. In the name of the Trinitarian God we pray, Amen.
(1 Kings 18:16-45)
Prayer Given by Pastor Ben Roberts, Associate Pastor of Social Justice
Foundry United Methodist Church, Washington, D.C.
Loving God, you who through grace and compassion, through sacrifice and faithfulness demonstrate to us your love enacted in the world, we bring thanksgiving for the gift of this day and for the relationships which you build and entrust to us.
As we bring to this space every joy and concern of a week gone by, the concerns of a world bent to violence, the concerns of a culture and society adrift and trafficking in fear, the economy and politics of “me first and no one else”. We bring hearts disturbed by bodies which seem to fail us, and minds which slip away. We lay all this upon your altar, but what name shall we call?
We have called upon the names of democrats, and no fire has come down.
We have called upon the names of republicans, and no fire has come down.
We have called upon the names of economists, and no fire has come down.
We have called upon the wrong names day in and day out, dancing and wailing, and no holy fire to consume that which consumes us, has come down.
What name shall we call this day?
How many more Karon Browns or Relisha Rudds or Makiyah Wilsons will fall before we call upon you?
Creator God, Lord Almighty, God of Abraham, and Moses, of Mary and Martha, Abba Father, Mother and birther of us all. We lift to you and we celebrate new life at the same time we lament and condemn what passes for normal violence in this city and land.
We pray for the moral courage, if not of our politicians, then of police, of immigration agents, may they step up to give voice to violations of human rights which persist. May the spread throughout the land keys to freedom, and if they can’t do that, may they find ways to step aside and abandon their post, to flee from profiting off suffering and fling wide the gates as they go!
My God, won’t you come down this day, wielding HOLY FIRE to consume all these things which seek to destroy life.
Will you demonstrate once again, how we are to live in this good creation, siblings to each other, followers of Christ, children of yours.
Take us where we need to be this day God. In Jesus name we pray, Amen.
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