Dear God of mercy and mystery, you who walk with us in the quiet of suffering and the storm of upheaval— We come before You with reverence, Carrying the weight of a world in motion, And seeking Your guidance for ourselves, our communities, and all creation.
We lift up Rudy Giuliani, Hospitalized with broken bones after an act of compassion led to unexpected harm. May healing surround his body and spirit, And may all who suffer—publicly or privately—find rest and renewal. Let this moment remind us that even amid controversy, Every life is worthy of care, and every act of mercy matters.
We cry out for the people of Enerhodar, Where Russia has turned a once-thriving Ukrainian nuclear city into a fortress of fear3. O God, protect the innocent, And bring light to places shadowed by occupation and silence. May homes be restored, children be free to learn without indoctrination, And may peace—not power—be the legacy left behind.
We hold close the middle class, Whose sense of security has shifted to strain. As families stretch budgets and face rising costs, May compassion guide our economic systems, And may justice shape our policies. Let no one feel forgotten in the pursuit of prosperity, And may dignity be restored to every household.
And in all these things— In every hospital room and occupied city, In every paycheck and policy, In every act of courage and every cry for help— We ask:
May peace prevail. May love be our compass, May truth be our foundation, And may grace be the rhythm by which we live. Amen 💕✌️🙏
Whispers of Grace 
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