Father God,
it is hard to hope each morning,
to look forward to new treasures and mercies,
discovered when we are alive to your presence in all that we encounter.
Open our minds to the endless possibilities of life and power and thought.
Help us to meet you in our everyday life,
in our anxieties and difficulties,
for you are there with us in our pain and sorrow.
Lift us from despair to new hope.
Restore and renew us each returning day,
so that we may find joy in our journey with you.
Amen
A prayer from the Mozarabic Sacramentary (10th Century)

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