As If! | Proper 16A , Time after Pentecost +16 | August 23, 2026

Despite Pharaoh’s tyrannical decrees to oppress and destroy the Hebrew people, his cruel plans are continuously undermined by the quiet, courageous defiance of women. Midwives Shiphrah and Puah use Pharaoh’s own prejudices against him to save newborn boys, while young Miriam and Pharaoh’s own daughter conspire to rescue the infant Moses from the Nile. God's power operates through human compassion and unexpected acts of bravery, proving that systemic cruelty is no match for the defiant strength of everyday people.

She named him Moses, “because,” she said, “I drew him out of the water.”

Thus the Great Liberator, Lawgiver, is named by Pharoah’s own daughter.

His name we know, and his story knows too…

God hearing the Hebrews cries stuffing the tyrannical power of Pharaoh,

resonating through the ages with American slaves bitterly oppressed by tyrannical masters.

Go down, Moses, way down to Egyptland.

Tell old, Pharoah, 

Let my people go.

Moses we know, but what about Shiphrah and Puah?  

What about Miriam, his big sister?  

Pharoah fears the Hebrews because they thrive, so grow in numbers they outnumber his own people. 

He cruelly oppresses them, thinking they will fail to thrive, have fewer children, thus solving the problem of their growing numbers.  

But the more his taskmaster oppress them, the more they thrive

….they keep on marrying and having children,

singing and dancing and making music, chasing away the sorrow of bitter toil, 

Cruelty is weakness, as we know from our own experience with school-yard bullies; they appear strong, but we know better–their days are numbered

As we know Pharaoh’s days are numbered.

When oppressive toil fails, he then turns to genocide and Epstien-like exploitation, to kill all newborn Hebrew boys but to let only girls live. 

Fool that he is, his plans depend on Hebrew MIDWIVES, 

Shiphrah and Puah…

Shiphrah whose name translates to Beauty.

And Puah whose name means gurgle, as with the cooing sounds mothers make to sooth a child.

Pharoah tells Beauty and Soothing Comfort 

When you act as midwives to the Hebrew women, and see them on the birthstool, if it is a boy, kill him; but if it is a girl, she shall live.”

As if!

Beauty and Soothing Comfort are MIDWIVES, whose lives are devoted to taking care of pregnant women,
who are with them when they give birth,
who teach them how to care for and to nurse their newborns.

Of course they defy Pharoah–how can they not? 

When Pharoah calls them to account for themselves Beauty and Soothing Comfort say:

“Because the Hebrew women are not like the Egyptian women; for they are vigorous and give birth before [we come] to them.”

Vigorous here means that Hebrew women are like animals, not human, needing no help during childbirth..

Hebrew women, they tell him, are like beasts–before we can get to them they drop another baby and are already gone, they say.  

They can see how Pharoah sees them, but he cannot see them.

…sees only who he imagines them to be, animals, less than human..

Cruelty depends upon compliance, the seed of its own downfall.

Pharoah can’t see that they make a fool of him; he can’t imagine they would defy him and they know it; cannot imagine they outsmart him, which they certainly do–they see his weakness and use his weakness against him.

Weak fool that his is, he doubles-down:

decreeing that entire population is to fling any Hebrew male child into the Nile to feed the crocodiles 

….as if…he can enlist an entire population to do such a thing….

***

All the while, the Hebrew continue to thrive.

One Hebrew couple has their first child, a girl, Miriam.

Next born, a boy.

Because she is wise to Pharoah’s decree, his mother hides him until his cries can no longer be silenced…

Then she fashions a little ark, and sets him afloat into the reeds,
perfectly timed for when the Pharoah’s daughter bathes with her maids.

She sends little Mariam into the reeds to look out for him, ready for when the bathing women hear him crying. 

Hearing his cries, Pharoah’s daughter sends her maid out   

Not to push it out into the current…

Not, in obedience to her father, to fling the child to the crocodiles,

But to save him.

She knows what she is doing…

She opens the ark and sees the child. He was crying, and she takes pity on him. She says “This must be one of the Hebrews’ children.”

She knows what she is doing.  

Though it is his own daughter, Pharoah cannot imagine her or any other Egyptian not obeying his command.  

Cruelty is no match for compassion–it is the shape of the human soul, the image of God imprinted within us.  

“This must be one of the Hebrews’ children,” she says

Just then Miriam steps forward….

“Shall I go and get you a nurse from the Hebrew women to nurse the child for you?”

Such courage. Such bravery.  

Pharoah’s cruelty is no match for the courageous bravery of this little girl.

God’s power moves not through the powerful, 

but in unexpected, overlooked people…like little Miriam. 

“Shall I go and get you a nurse from the Hebrew women to nurse the child for you?”

Yes, the Pharoah’s daughter replies.

Her yes to little Miriam is a defiant No to her father.  

Miriam goes and fetches her mother

who surely nursed her boy before she set him afloat, whose cries were answered by her bodily need to nurse him now.  

Do you think it would be possible for the Pharaoh’s daughter NOT, just by looking at her, to know she is the child’s mother?

When the hungry child is put into her arms and reaches up to her to be nursed again could Pharoah’s NOT have known?  

A Shiphrah and Puah know, so Pharaoh’s daughter knows,

They and little Miriam and the child’s mother conspire against Pharoah, which he could imagine.

He cannot control them any more than he can control water, like the power of God flows and flows and flows and will flow over him, fool that he is, cruelty ensures his demise.   

When we think of the majestic, almighty power of God, 

we imagine it as an overpowering force somehow, 

parting the Red Sea, 

to end human suffering, stop genocide, 

But God works through human compassion 

Power flowing from human hearts…

Tyrants cannot imagine compassion as power,
believe cruelty secures compliance, 

Shirphah and Puah do not comply

Courageous, brave little Miriam secures Moses’s rise and Pharoah’s downfall.

His own daughter defies him, and in time raises Moses in Pharoah’s own household.

Yes, we know the story of Moses leading the Hebrews dry shod across the Red Sea, the Red Seas sweeping away Pharaoh and his charioteers.  

But the story begins in small acts of defiance and courage and bravery of unexpected people, of compassion which unites all people against foolish tyrant’s weak cruelty.

Thanks be to God. 

Deep Faith | Proper 14A , Time after Pentecost +10 | August 9, 2026

The story of Jesus walking on water emphasizes that faith and discipleship are not about safety or calm seas, but about taking risks and trusting God amid uncertainty and trouble. Peter’s willingness to step out of the boat allows him to experience both the vulnerability of sinking and the saving presence of Jesus, while his courage strengthens the faith of the entire community. The story reminds us that when the winds are against us, God has not abandoned us, and the courage of one person’s faith can become a gift that strengthens us all.

Our two-part story began last week in the aftermath of John the Baptist beheading for telling the truth about the tyrant Herod.  

A multitude gathers from the surrounding villages looking for Jesus, who has gone alone to a deserted place to pray

but compassion for them draws him to them away from his own need to be alone and pray.

It is getting late; the disciples want to send them away to buy food for themselves, but Jesus feeds them with five loaves and two fish the disciples have brought. 

The first part ends with the disciples gathering up twelve baskets of bread, one basket for each of them.

The second part begins after all have been fed, when Jesus puts the disciples in a boat,  likely with twelve baskets of bread for their journey, telling them to go ahead, he will meet them on the other side…

He then dismisses the crowds and returns to a deserted place to pray.

As the sun sets, and through the night, he remains alone in prayer…

But through the night the winds change, blowing against the boat so they make no headway toward the other side.

They find themselves in the middle of the tumultuous seas through the long night.  

Morning comes, but the wind remains against them,
the seas remain in tumult….

As Jesus left his place of prayer to care for the multitude,
he now leaves his place of prayer to care for the disciples.

But as he walks toward them, they are fear-stricken, 

and who can blame them.

They believe they are seeing a ghost and cry out in terror

…which Jesus hears and answers…

“Take heart. It is I; do not be afraid.”

As is if to test whether they can believe it is Jesus, Peter says..

“Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water.”

What boldness; what courage.

Jesus says, “Come.” 

He steps out of the boat, begins walking toward Jesus,
but is soon distracted, loses heart, starts sinking, and cries out, “Lord Save me!”

If Peter had not ventured forth, had not obeyed the call to walk on the water, then he would never have had this great opportunity for recognition of Jesus, for rescue by Jesus

Peter stepping out of the boat, implies if we want to be close to Jesus, we have to venture forth out on to troubled seas, we have to prove the promises through trusting his promises, 

through risk and venture to deepen our faith, to find again…

when we come to the end of ourselves, we begin with God.  

Faith is a risky venture, found not in the safety of the boat

Like the disciples we may well set out expecting smooth sailing over glassy seas to the other side.

Or, we may even come to believe God is with us when the wind is at our backs safely carrying us forward.

We may even come to believe the opposite,

When we struggle against the wind, when the seas are troubled, that God has abandoned us.

We may even fail to recognize Jesus who comes to us in times of trouble, may be seized terror, huddling together afraid all is lost.  

Peter’s courage helps us to see what it means to follow Jesus,

Safety?

No, not that.

Calm? 

No, not that either.

Faith is risk, discipleship is a venture.

Times when the wind is against us are to be expected rather than feared, 

The tumult of life, times of dark aloneness, like the disciples on the sea at night, do not mean that we are going the wrong way, that God is not paying attention, that all is lost.  

And yet, dear friends, remember the eleven, who have lost heart, who are terrified…

Imagine what it means for their faith to find that Jesus is not a ghost, imagine what it means for them to see Peter brought dripping wet into the boat, and for Jesus to calm the troubled seas…

Then they worship him.  Then they see he is the Son of God….

In much the same way Jesus feeds the hungry multitude he feeds the faith and courage of the disciples who do not step out of the boat, who do not test their faith.

Their faith is deepened because of Peter’s faith, because he steps out and succeeds for a moment and also because he sinks and is pulled out of the water a baptized believer.

We are all in this together; the promises of God are given to all of us in this boat of faith we call the church.  

We are invited to take risky ventures in faith, stepping away from safety and into troubled waters where our faith is sure to be deepened because God promises to save us.

The courage of one is a gift to all, as the promises of God are given to one and all..

We can’t all be like Peter, but we can begin to see faith as a risk and discipleship as a venture, to step out in faith trusting ourselves to God.

We might well think that the eleven in the boat learn from Peter’s bold example as we do, and in other trying times, facing other winds, they like us will remember Peter’s boldness and step out in faith as we are all called to do. 

Thanks be to God.

More than Enough | A Proper 13, Time after Pentecost +10 | Aug 26, 2026

Summary: Failure and making mistakes are essential components of growth and learning. Just as the disciples mistakenly believed they lacked the resources to feed a crowd, modern believers often fall into the trap of thinking they do not have enough to offer. When we surrender our limited resources to Jesus in faith, God transforms our perceived shortcomings into more than enough to sustain ourselves and others

One of the joys of life for me has been teaching our kids how to ride a bike.

When my girls were learning to ride, they had training wheel bikes

When my grandsons learned, they rode kick-bikes…no pedals, low to the ground, dragging their feet to stop.  

Soon enough, they’d get going downhill, pick up their feet and learn to balance for the sheer joy and wonder of going fast all by themselves with me hooting and hollering and cheering them on. 

They all fell often, but tears and hugs and bandaids did the trick.

I dusted them off and told them I was proud of them.

You can’t learn to ride a bike without falling any more than you can learn to play the piano without hitting bad notes, to learn to write without misspelling, to ski without fantastic wipeouts.

Failure is essential to learning…

It’s not really failure, but success, to make mistakes…to keep on  trying and trying again until you get the hang of it, gain your balance, make music, write well, slalom down hills like a pro.   

Such is the case with the disciples, who make mistakes again and again and yet keep following Jesus and learning from him.  

***

“You give them something to eat,” Jesus tells them.

“We have nothing here but five loaves and two fish,” they reply.

“Bring them to me, Jesus says.

They want to send the multitude away. 

It is late, has been a long and trying day, which began with news that Herod has beheaded John the Baptist, news that leads Jesus to withdraw to a deserted place by himself…

But the crowds follow him from the surrounding villages, the news that the great prophet is no more, has been put to death for telling the truth.

Nothing is more threatening to tyrants than the truth.  

So they come from the villages, gather on the hillside, looking for Jesus.

He is not there but has gone to a deserted place alone, as he often does, but when he sees the great crowd gather, has compassion for them, goes out to them, heals the sick, gives himself to them. 

We might well think that the disciples would learn from his example, the power of his compassion, but they fail to learn compassion and fail to trust the power of his love.

Instead, they mistakenly say…

“This is a deserted place and the hour is now late; send the crowds away so they may go into the villages to buy food for themselves.”

“They need not go away; you give them something to eat.”  

Their response might well resonate with us, 

with this moment in time we are living in, 

Like them we are disciples like them with much to learn, following Jesus as they do,

saying as we often say, we do not have enough to share,
not enough to give, just loaves and fishes enough for ourselves, not enough time, not enough energy, so very little, not enough.  

Bring them to me, Jesus says, bring your not enough to me….

Then listen, and tell me what you hear.

He orders the crowd to sit.

Taking the five loaves, he looks up to heaven,
blessed and broke the loaves and gave them to the disciples.  

Took. Blessed. Broke. Gave.

These words are handed down to us, words we use each time we celebrate Holy Communion.

Took. Blessed. Broke. Gave.

Not enough?  

More than enough.  

Put yourselves in the disciples place,

imagine learning from their failure of relying on not on Jesus but on themselves,

of the mistake that it is all up to them, that God who sent Jesus to them is so small and so limited that it is all up to them, that there is nothing more beyond what they know and can measure, can count…five loaves and two fish…

Imagine what they learn from their failure, and learn with them…

As they walk among the people, distribute bread and find there is more than enough….

Imagine what they learn from their mistake as they collect what is  left over, an extra basket of bread for each of them.   

Do we have enough at St. Paul’s to feed the multitude?  

Do we have enough time and energy, do we have enough financial resources?

Are we too old to learn from failure, have we come to believe that we have just a few loaves and fishes for ourselves and nothing more? 

Jesus says to us, “You feed them.” 

But it is late and we don’t have enough.

The disciples learn what we learn…

What we have to give is enough when we give it in faith to be blessed, broken, and given to feed those whom God passionately loves.

Our many failures, our fear that there is not enough to share, is nothing new; 

We disciples learn by following Jesus, learn the miraculous power of God makes more than enough of the little gifts we bring.

The question is whether we modern disciples are willing to learn 

whether we believe learning from our failure is a high calling, whether we trust our gifts will be taken, blessed and broken to feed a hungry multitude.  

After all, the disciples are fed, too.  Jesus gives himself to them to feed them. He becomes the body and blood that feeds and sustains us, and this is more than enough, so much more than enough.  .  

***

The first person I taught to ride a bike was my grandmother.

True story.

She grew up in dust bowl Oklahoma, too poor to have a bike, got married young and migrated to California to work in the fields, pick cotton, tray grapes, hoe weeds.  

She came to stay with us when I was in the first grade and got a new bike, and somehow ended up outside with me learning how to ride.

She was pretty wobbly, but she got to pedaling, and giggling like a little girl; for years she told that story, and I remember how fun it was to see her learn.

We are never too old to learn, and there is never a better time than now; in hard times like these when we are tempted to believe there is not enough.

Jesus is enough, and the power of God is enough, to feed us and to feed the world, so let us learn, so let us fail, and so let us follow. 

God bless you friends and fellow disciples as we lean together

Thanks be to God. Amen.

Pentecost 2026: Goodbye is Hello

As I pack my books and say goodbye to Good Shepherd, I do so with deep gratitude for the love, faithfulness, and Spirit-led journey we have shared over these past two years. Though I do not yet know where the Spirit will lead me next, Pentecost reminds us that new life begins when we release our need for control and trust the Spirit to carry us forward. I leave confident that the same Holy Spirit who guided us through this season of transition is already preparing Good Shepherd for the blessings yet to come.

Playing The Part | Ash Wednesday 2026

While we often think of hypocrites as public figures exposed for moral failure, Jesus points to something deeper. The word “hypocrite” comes from Greek drama and means “actor” — someone who wears a mask and plays a part. It is about pretending, appearing one way outwardly while hiding what is real within.

This kind of masking is common. We all play roles at times, sometimes out of politeness or self-protection. But over time, loneliness, pain, and fear can harden into masks of anger, resentment, and judgment. When we focus on fixing others or pointing out their faults, we avoid facing our own need for forgiveness and healing. We trap ourselves in old patterns because humility feels threatening.

Religion, rightly practiced, is not about performance or public piety. It is meant to protect us from the human tendencies that separate us from God and one another. At its heart is the radical truth that no one is better than anyone else — humility is the currency of the Kingdom of God.

The sign of the cross placed on our foreheads is not a performance for others. It is a personal and communal reminder that there is no room for pretending. It marks the beginning of an inward journey of repentance and honesty. In that visible moment, we acknowledge our shared humanity: we are dust, and to dust we shall return.

Lent begins with humility — removing the mask, embracing our need for grace, and following Jesus, the humanity of God.

The cross on our foreheads isn’t for others to see.
It’s for us to remember.

Leaving is Following: Epiphany 3A January 25 2026

The Epiphany moment when John’s disciples leave behind what they believed and committed to in order to follow Jesus, shows us that revelation often asks us to let go of what feels familiar and safe. Faith grows through testimony—sharing how God has met us in difficult turning points—just as Andrew shared his experience with Peter, allowing the church and discipleship to take root.

Turning Point Revelations: Epiphany 2A, January 18 2026

The Epiphany moment when John’s disciples leave behind what they believed and committed to in order to follow Jesus, shows us that revelation often asks us to let go of what feels familiar and safe. Faith grows through testimony—sharing how God has met us in difficult turning points—just as Andrew shared his experience with Peter, allowing the church and discipleship to take root.

Christmas Eve 2025: God Breaks In

Christmas is about God breaking into our world with light and hope, even in the darkest of times. We carry that hope into our daily lives and relationships.

God Breaks In

Blinding Love

Rev. Craig Jan-McMahon
Windsor UCC
A Pentecost +5; 7/2/2023
Genesis 22:1-14 and Psalm 13 • Jeremiah 28:5-9 • Romans 6:12-23 • Matthew 10:40-42

Gen..: 	for now I know that you fear God
Ps.:	        I will sing to the LORD, because he has dealt bountifully with me
Rom: 	For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Matt:	and whoever welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me.

The more I study Genesis, the more questions I have.

This I think is how scripture is supposed to work, not to present us with easy answers, moral bromides, but to open us to questions to match the depth and complexity and of what it means to be human, what is it like for us as we seek to live faithfully with the conflicting demands we all face.

These Genesis stories offer a kind of uncomfortable comfort..help us to see, again and again, that God chooses people who are not perfect, far from it…they keep turning to God, and God is committed to them, walks with them.  

It is a truism, I suppose, to say that to love is to open ourselves to be hurt, let down, frustrated, times of feeling alone….We define ourselves in our relationships and with God by how we respond when we are required to give all we have to give, and then a bit more, for to love over time means giving all we have to give, and giving it gladly.

When we look back over time, we can see that the future is something we have discovered together….have created together…not by careful planning or rational decision-making…but by holding hands and walking into the unknown…

Faith is like this…a risk…a promise not secured but a seed planted and tended and watered…by forgiveness…by reconciliation…through healing…and…..God help us….by learning to listen not just to words said but to so much more than words can say.

We find much and all and still more than this in the story of God and Abraham and Isaac…Abraham responding again and again, Here I am..believing…as he says again and again, that God will provide….

And yet he binds Isaac…is forcibly stopped from sacrificing his own on an altar of his own fashioning.  

It is tempting to see this story as all there is, the words on the page as complete… to take from it some abstract moral about willingness to sacrifice, to trust that God will provide…God teaching Abraham some sort of needed lesson at Isaac’s expense…

We might free ourselves to see something more if we accept Abraham is no more perfect than we are, see that like us he is making it up as he goes, his repeated declaration that God will provide a prayer, a hope, an expression of his own vulnerability to love, his blinding love….

When God stops Abraham then he sees the ram in the thicket, cannot see it until God shows it to him….

Why can’t he see it?  

Does it appear out of thin air, magically, or was it there all the time?

Why, as we remember from the story of Hagar and Ishmael dying of thirst in the desert, does Hagar not see the water they need until God reveals it to her?

Both of parents, in their desperate love for their children, both whose future depends on an only child, come to the very end of their own ability to provide for them, both are blinded by their love for them, both see their children suffering and in their desperation take matters into their own hands.

Love make us vulnerable, like Hagar, like Abraham.

Our very human response to vulnerability is to fix and solve and rescue, and when we can’t fix and solve and rescue, desperation leads us strike out blindly for something, anything, to protect those we love from the deep truth of our mutual vulnerability, 

What is it that we can’t see because of love, like Hagar and Abraham, how are we blind to how God is waiting to provide for us and those we love if our own eyes are opened?

If you imagine I have an answer to this question, you are mistaken, for I am blind too.

If I had the power to provide for those I love, though it mean binding them up and taking away their freedom to protect them I would do it.

I hate and am shamefully embarrassed by my impotence to secure the future and despise my own human vulnerability.

There is nothing I would not do, no sacrifices I would not make, for the sake of my own beloved Isaacs and Ishamaels. 

I am guilty of pretending I have answers and solutions and a clear plan to protect all of them, all of you, from hurt and from pain.

But I know better, we all know better, no matter how vociferously we pretend otherwise.  

What we know true of human love is true also of divine love…Like us God is vulnerable.

God has given us freedom to choose.  God has made Godshelf vulnerable to us.

We are invited to listen, to say Here I am, to trust God will provide for us even when we are blind to the variety of rams in thickets and pools of water in desert times,

What Abrahamic sacrifices are required of us?

I don’t know, nor can I say.

What I see, though, not told in the story…is not the binding of Isaac, is not Abrahams desperate failure, but the unbinding of Isaac, the rapturous joy of the knife used not to kill but to cut the ropes and set Isaac free, that moment when vulnerability is transformed into beauty, into worship, that sacred, holy moment when suffering and desperation are transformed in ways we cannot see in advance, but discover through faith

Isaac and Abraham sacrifice together to celebrate God’s good provision, which was there all the time, is always there, is here with us now, and we pray that God will help us to see it….  

With all that we have been through together, these past three years, in our homes and schools, in our national politics, in our congregation..with cataclysmic changes thrust upon all of us, and with all the sacrifices we have all been called to make…we can be forgiven for a sense of desperation, of falling prey to the idea that it is our job to fix and solve and rescue, to answer every question, but we are walking together with God who will provide for us and transform honest vulnerability into beauty, live and love that opens to us when we open our souls to see what is here already, provided for us though we struggle with our own blindnesses, for God knows, we all struggle with blindness…

No, it is not told in the story, we can’t see it unless we look for it, but Isaac, the one on whom the future depends, walks with Abraham, hears his father say God will provide, and when God provides and rescues Isaac, Abraham’s trust in God becomes Isaac’s trust in God, and thus the future is secured, and thus God provides. 

Prayer, Lent 2

Rev. Craig Jan-McMahon
Windsor UCC
Lent 2B, 2/28/2019
Genesis 17:1-7, 15-16; Psalm 22:23-3
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Let us Pray: O Lord our God, hear our prayers, and send us your Spirit, that we might learn how to pray. 

We are here, waiting on you, O Lord, opening our hearts, praying for courage, listening for you in the silence

But in the silence, there is a lot of noise, hurtful voices echoing inside from the past, fears deafening us to your voice, distractions demanding our attention and sending our minds racing, anxieties and worries as familiar as friends we are afraid to let go of. 

And so we wait; and so we listen; and so we pray.

We pray for ourselves in this Lenten season, for courage to examine our hearts to find the noise and distractions that limit our capacity to listen, to feel compassion, to act with love.  

And we pray for the very real suffering that goes on all around us and invades our lives, and so we harden our hearts to protect ourselves, and so we hide behind judgments of others, and so we hide behind our sense of what others need to do to fix their problems.  

And so we lift our hearts to you, confessing our own brokenness, our own mutual need for healing, for pain that we have to locked deep inside our hearts because we believe we can hide it away there as if it will have no effect on us, as if it will have no effect on those we love, and because, somehow, foolishly, we think we need to pretend as if we can bear it alone, as if anyone can bear it alone.  

But then we are here, examining our hearts, promising again, to make good on our covenant with you, to walk with you into challenges and difficulties, denying ourselves, and walking with you by faith ever forward, never stopping, transformed and renewed all along the way.  

For we trust you do not despise our afflictions, nor do you hide your face from us, though we often feel misbegotten, unloved, and abandoned.

For we trust you promise to feed the poor, whose suffering we see multiplied before our eyes, and we pray they will be satisfied, and we ask, dear lord our God, for the honor of contributing to your good provision for the poor, for those who suffer hardships we cannot fathom, but which is known to you.  

Clean our hearts O God, 
And renew a right spirit within us.  

And our great congregation will praise you, with freedom borne of humility, and with strength founded in repentance, our hearts broken open by love.  

Into your hands we commend all those for whom we pray, trusting in your mercy, through Jesus Christ our Lord.