May we find space, unfilled with yesterday, and left empty for tomorrow;

may we find poetry unwritten and waiting, for lines not yet voiced;

may we find silence unhurried and hopeful, for what is still to be imagined;

may we find time, unclaimed and eager, for our dogma to be reframed;

may we find truth, unbiased and abiding in what pandemics reveal about us;

may we find faith, unafraid and daring, to guide us on the way;

in such times as these, where a creative saviour invites tomorrow, and dares us to follow;

and holy words are cast in what is yet to be;

and sacred stories speak in unfamiliar ways for this unfamiliar time;

and the kingdom calls us to prepare, be ready, and newly imagine ourselves, our church, our communities;

may we find you, O God, unbound and resurrected, in this new moment of faith.