Help me to know you, Jesus, in the faces and places of my day. Help me to see your presence, God, in your glorious handiwork hidden in a leaf, a flower, a bug. Open my eyes and my heart to who you are and where you are today. Help me to see the world through childlike eyes. Reveal yourself to me, your beloved little child.
—Diane Ament Owens
Come, Holy Spirit, breathe down upon our troubled world. Shake the tired foundations of our crumbling institutions. Break the rules that keep you out of all our sacred spaces, and from the dust and rubble, gather up the seedlings of a new creation.
Come, Holy Spirit, enflame once more the dying embers of our weariness. Shake us of our complacency. Whisper our names once more, and scatter your gifts of grace with wild abandon. Break open the prisons of our inner being, and let your raging justice be our sign of liberty.
Come, Holy Spirit, and lead us to places we would rather not go; expand the horizons of our limited imaginations. Awaken in our souls dangerous dreams for a new tomorrow, and rekindle in our hearts the fire of prophetic enthusiasm.
Come, Holy Spirit, whose justice outwits international conspiracy; whose light outshines spiritual bigotry, whose peace can overcome the destructive potential of warfare,whose promise invigorates our every effort to create a new heaven and a new earth, now and forever.
Prayer for Generosity
Lord Jesus, teach me to be generous;
teach me to serve you as you deserve,
to give and not to count the cost,
to fight and not to heed the wounds,
to toil and not to seek for rest,
to labor and not to seek reward,
except that of knowing that I do your will.
Lord, sometimes we feel like our mission is “no big deal.” Sometimes we don’t even know if we have a mission or how to go about finding it. Other times our mission can paralyze us with fear — how will we ever live up to the expectations of the mission.
And sometimes we see our mission over yonder with no way to bring it closer. We place our confidence in you, Lord. If we really listen to you, to those you bring into our lives and to the situations that call forth our growth, we will live a mission directed by you and one that brings forth our best.
—The Jesuit Prayer Team
Good and gracious God, you love us in spite of our failings, and you offer us your mercy and healing. May we respond to your invitation in our lives as Isaiah did “here am I; send me.” Amen.
—The Jesuit Prayer team
God of Love, you created us and you call us to live as brothers and sisters. Give us the strength daily to be instruments of peace; enable us to see everyone who crosses our path as our brother or sister. Make us sensitive to the plea of our citizens who entreat us to turn our weapons of war into implements of peace, our trepidation into confident trust, and our quarreling into forgiveness.
Keep alive within us the flame of hope, so that with patience and perseverance we may opt for dialogue and reconciliation. In this way may peace triumph at last, and may the words “division,” “hatred” and “war” be banished from the heart of every man and woman. Lord, defuse the violence of our tongues and our hands. Renew our hearts and minds, so that our way of life will always be that of: Shalom, Peace, Salaam!
—Pope Francis, invocation for peace, June 8, 2014
Lord, help me to see you ever more clearly. Strip away whatever false images I have, and help me to understand you as the God that Hosea describes. And help me to be an ever better child of yours. Amen.
How am I supposed to follow you, Lord? There’s so much distraction and noise that I cannot hear myself think. So many possibilities and choices and voices, and I’m tossed in 10,000 directions. Help me to seek silence so that I can hear your still, small voice speaking amid the noise and busyness of my life. Keep calling me, Lord. In the silence of my heart I will listen. Keep calling me, Lord. Open the ear of my heart and grant me the grace to respond to your voice today.
—Diane Amento Owens
Christ has no body on earth now but yours, no hands but yours, no feet but yours; yours are the eyes through which he looks with compassion on the world; yours are the feet with which he walks to do good; yours are the hands with which he blesses all the world.
—St. Teresa of Avila
At land’s end, end of tether
where the sea turns in sleep
and my spirit fails and runs
landward, seaward, askelter
I pray you
this hireling heart
turn your face to me
– winged, majestic, angelic –
my prayer goest up –
show me your face, O God!
—Daniel Berrigan, SJ