We’re waiting for something to break.
Like a storm breaks, and there is a deluge.
Like a wave breaks, and there is a crash.
Like news breaks and we know everything is going to change.
We have had so many things change this year, so many things be cancelled, so many plans fall apart.
We have anxiety about what could break next.
We scan the news, repeat the fears, make judgments based on the smallest details.
We confess that we do not love our neighbor until we find out whether they agree with us.
We confess that we measure people’s value by their allegiances.
We confess, those of us called by your name, that we have allowed your name to be identified with hate, with anger, with shallowness, with fearfulness.
We confess, those of us called by your name, that we have pursued our reputation more than yours, we have put party ahead of persons, we have been rude and mean and comfortable.
Forgive us for our anger and help us replace it with patience.
Forgive us for our pride and help us replace it with humble service.
Forgive us for our silence and help us replace it with your words of peace.
Forgive us for our fearfulness and help us replace it with quiet trust that whatever breaks, you are with us always, even to the end of the age.
We ask this through you
Christ, our Lord.