Oh Lord, you who hold all things together, help me not to lose my mind; you who calmed the tempest, help me not to lose my temper; you who promised rest to the weary and heavy-laden, speak a word of peace to my body; you who healed the blind, open my eyes to see your presence; you who speak and things come to life, help me to hear your still, small voice over the din of my own noisy world; you who welcomed the children, please take care of my own; you who promised to be with us always, be with me here and now in my hour of need. Though I struggle to believe these things are possible, I pray them nonetheless in the name of the compassionate and wounded One for whom nothing is impossible. Amen.

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