About the pain visited – The Valley of Dry Bones

God of Life, we are living in a valley of dry bones
We have lost our identity …we have lost our humanity
We are unable to feel, we are so numb
We are unable to reach out to the poor,
to those we have segregated as religious and social outcast
We have forgotten our being adamah: the tiller… the steward.
The whole of creation groans in travail

God of Life, we are living in a valley of dry bones
We have lost our identity … we have lost our humanity
Wars, killings, acts of terror and insurgencies surround us
Deaths happen in every corner
People are dying before their time every tick of the clock
Children and women are being trafficked everyday in the millions
Our communities are disintegrating and descending into chaos and lifelessness..

God of Life, we are living in a valley of dry bones
We have lost our identity, we have lost our humanity
Descend upon us, once again
May your Spirit, restore to wholeness our humanity
May we image You, once again
Enable us to touch our neighbors and build solidarities
Enable us to build peace and institute justice in our relationships
Enable us to break the barriers that are destroying our communities
Enable us to bridge the gaps that separate us from each other
Transform this valley of dry bones
Into a playground of the children of God.

Amen.

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