It's as if we've been far away for a long time and now we are returning, unclear and unsure. But, the light shines. Your light is an abundant, powerful gift to illuminate the pathways of life. Forgive us, then use us as part of your light to penetrate the darkness of the world. O God of help and healing, hold your hand above our hearts that we may open ourselves to you in confession.
Relationships scratch and bruise.
The years creak and moan as phantoms in the night. We confess the trap of culture. The old blocks the new. Roots impede the wind-born seeds. We confess the press of expectation.