The first day. Day One. As your Spirit, Creator God, hovered over the vast and dark seas, so sweep over me on the beginning of this week. Re-create me. Shape and configure my days not so much that I avoid suffering as that I fulfill my life and all that is within me, a still unshaped potential.
Resurrection Day. Gardener, Good Shepherd, you were meek as you ambled among us and though you conquered death, your meek and humble presence led Magdalene to mistake you for a gardener. Tend to us and bring us into the sphere of your humble life that has overcome the world.
Sunday. Fountain of Light, fill this day and may your boundless love radiate throughout its unfolding so that we, your creation, might awaken to the light within us and stop harming ourselves, our families, and our world. Light of Light, remove the darkness and bitterness from us. For another day and week of second chances, we give thanks. Amen.