God.

We mean, of course, you, God, who Jesus called Father.

We mean, of course, you, God, who the disciples called Jesus.

We mean, of course, you, God, who Jesus called the Spirit.

And we rest in the belief that you know what we mean.

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This week was hard, with young lives ending in stories of both accident and attack.

This week was hard, with rockets filling the skies that you walked under, Jesus, and children dying in towns you walked through as a child.

This week was hard, with death on the other side of the world as we argue about loving one another with pieces of cloth.

And yet.

This week was eased with stories of comfort and opportunity and rest.
This week was eased with moments of laughter and tears together.
This week was eased with conversations with each other and with you.

God.

We are aware that we need each and all of you, filling and teaching and strengthening and redeeming us.

(I am aware that the phrase “each and all of you” would take hours of conversation and study to explain.)

We want to remember that you remember us and are always with us.

On this day of Pentecost, when we sometimes celebrate the coming of the Spirit as the birth of the church, fill us with a desire which can only be met by you. And help us meet you.

Through Christ our Lord,

Amen