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Dear Divine Presence, You who dwell not only in temples and meetinghouses, but in the quiet corners of our hearts and the shared breath of community— We lift up all places of worship this week, And especially the Champaign-Urbana Society of Friends, As they prepare to gather in song, silence, and Spirit.

Bless the voices that will rise in hymn at 10:00 AM, May their melodies weave joy and unity through the commons, And may every note be a thread in the tapestry of Your love.

As the formal meeting for worship begins at 10:30 AM, We ask that Your Spirit move gently among those seated in silence— In the meeting room and through the sacred thread of Zoom. May spoken ministry arise not from ego, but from divine prompting, And may every word shared be a balm, a beacon, a blessing.

At 11:30 AM, as names are spoken and announcements shared, Let introductions be more than formality— Let them be invitations to deeper connection, To belonging, to mutual care, to the joy of being known.

We give thanks for the fellowship that follows, For the simple grace of refreshments and conversation, For the laughter, the listening, the lingering presence of love.

And as the monthly meeting for business convenes around noon, We pray for clarity, wisdom, and unity. May decisions be guided by discernment, And may every voice—newcomer or elder—be honored. Let the work of the community reflect the heart of the Divine, Rooted in grace, shaped by peace, and carried forward in trust.

For all who gather this week—whether in chapels, mosques, synagogues, temples, or meetinghouses— May Your Spirit be near. May hearts be opened, burdens lifted, and purpose renewed. And may we all walk forward with a profound sense of unity, Knowing that in every sacred space, You are already present.

Bless our endeavors with divine success, And let peace prevail. Amen 💕✌️🙏

Dear God of compassion and clarity, we come before you with hearts open and heavy, carrying the weight of a world in motion—a world trembling with decisions, disasters, and deep longing for peace.

We lift up the people of Ukraine, as talks of ceasefire fade and alliances shift. May truth not be traded for power, and may the dignity of every nation be honored. Let peace be just, not politicized, and may the cries of the suffering not be drowned by strategy.

We pray for those in the path of Hurricane Erin, a storm whose speed and strength remind us of creation’s fury. Protect the vulnerable, calm the winds, and stir in us a deeper reverence for the Earth we share. May we respond not only with preparation but with repentance for the ways we have neglected our planet.

We grieve the deepening famine in Sudan, where hunger has become a daily torment, and children eat what was never meant to sustain them. Break the siege, O God. Let aid flow freely, and let the world not look away. May justice rise with the sun over El Fasher, and may healing come to every broken body and heart.

We hold close the undocumented teen in the Bronx and all who live in fear of deportation. May schools remain sanctuaries, and may compassion guide every policy and every patrol. Let love be louder than fear, and may every child know they are safe, seen, and cherished.

We reflect on the quiet shift in our culture—as fewer raise a glass and more seek clarity. May this be a moment of awakening, where health is honored, and habits are reexamined. Let us celebrate not escape and find joy in presence, not intoxication.

And in all these things—in every summit and storm, in every courtroom and classroom, in every choice and change—we ask:

May peace prevail. Not as a distant dream but as a living reality born of justice, mercy, and love. Amen

Dear God of compassion and clarity, we come before you with hearts open and heavy, carrying the weight of a world in motion—a world trembling with decisions, disasters, and deep longing for peace.

We lift up the people of Ukraine, as talks of ceasefire fade and alliances shift. May truth not be traded for power, and may the dignity of every nation be honored. Let peace be just, not politicized, and may the cries of the suffering not be drowned by strategy.

We pray for those in the path of Hurricane Erin, a storm whose speed and strength remind us of creation’s fury. Protect the vulnerable, calm the winds, and stir in us a deeper reverence for the Earth we share. May we respond not only with preparation but with repentance for the ways we have neglected our planet.

We grieve the deepening famine in Sudan, where hunger has become a daily torment, and children eat what was never meant to sustain them. Break the siege, O God. Let aid flow freely, and let the world not look away. May justice rise with the sun over El Fasher, and may healing come to every broken body and heart.

We hold close the undocumented teen in the Bronx and all who live in fear of deportation. May schools remain sanctuaries, and may compassion guide every policy and every patrol. Let love be louder than fear, and may every child know they are safe, seen, and cherished.

We reflect on the quiet shift in our culture—as fewer raise a glass and more seek clarity. May this be a moment of awakening, where health is honored, and habits are reexamined. Let us celebrate not escape and find joy in presence, not intoxication.

And in all these things—in every summit and storm, in every courtroom and classroom, in every choice and change—we ask:

May peace prevail. Not as a distant dream but as a living reality born of justice, mercy, and love. Amen

What long-term dreams have you put on hold, and why? 💕✌️🙏

Hey friend, let’s take a moment to read Mark 9:7 and think about the ways you hear God. 💕✌️🙏

How do you prioritize your goals, and what steps are you taking to achieve them? 💕✌️🙏

Dear God of justice, mercy, and mystery, we come before you in reverence, bearing the weight of headlines and the quiet ache of our hearts. In a world shifting beneath our feet, we seek your wisdom to guide us, your peace to steady us, and your love to remind us of our true selves.

As leaders convene in Alaska for high-stakes discussions on Ukraine, we lift up the people whose lives hang in the balance. May diplomacy be rooted in truth, and may peace transcend political outcomes—may it be a healing balm for nations and neighbors alike.

We pray for the people of Washington, D.C., as legal battles unfold regarding the control of their police force. May governance be shaped by integrity, and may the dignity of every community be protected. Let justice not be seized but served.

We observe the skies as Hurricane Erin intensifies, threatening coastlines from the Carolinas to New England. Protect those in its path, O God. May preparation be swift, and may compassion rise with the tides.

We grieve the unraveling of protections as the Consumer Financial Protection Bureau faces mass firings. For those who serve the vulnerable and those who depend on their work, we ask for provision, clarity, and courage.

We lament the collapse of the United Nations’ plastics-pollution treaty, where responsibility was dispersed and action was deferred. May we not lose heart. May nations return to the table with resolve, and may we remember that stewardship is sacred.

We reflect on the transformation of New York’s skyline, where boardrooms become bedrooms, and spaces once reserved for power now shelter lives. May this shift bring hope, not displacement, and may every home be a sanctuary of peace.

In all these matters, in every summit and storm, in every courtroom and city street, we ask: Let peace prevail. Let justice be our guiding principle, and love our enduring legacy. Amen

What are your biggest goals in life right now? 💕✌️🙏

Hey friend, let’s take a look at Mark 9:7. Think about the times when you went your own way and didn’t listen to the Son. Also, remember when you did listen to Him and how that changed your life. 💕✌️🙏

Dear God of mercy and truth, we come to you with hearts full of concern and reverence, bearing the weight of a world in motion—a world yearning for justice, safety, and belonging.

We lift up the people of Ukraine, exhausted by war yet excluded from peace talks that may shape their future. May their voices not be silenced, and no agreement be made without the dignity of those who suffer most. Let peace be just, not convenient.

We pray for the vulnerable in our cities as policies shift and cooperation with ICE intensifies. May compassion temper enforcement, and every person—documented or not—be seen as your beloved child. Let justice walk hand in hand with mercy.

We reflect on the Supreme Court’s decision, allowing age-verification laws to shape how young people engage online. May wisdom guide our efforts to protect without isolating, to shield without silencing. Let our laws reflect care, not fear.

We lift up those detained in new facilities, such as the “Deportation Depot” in Florida. May their humanity not be lost in the machinery of policy. Let your Spirit move through every corridor, bringing comfort, dignity, and hope.

We watch the skies as Hurricane Erin gathers strength. For those in its path, we ask for protection. May communities prepare with wisdom, and neighbors rise to help one another. Let your peace be a shelter in the storm.

We hold close the older Americans choosing not to own homes, seeking freedom from burdens and simplicity in their days. May they find joy in new rhythms, and society honor their choices with respect and support. Let home be defined not by walls, but by love.

And in all these things, in every headline and every hidden story, we ask: Let peace prevail. Let justice be rooted in love. Let our hearts remain open, and our hands ready to serve. Amen