A Prayer for our Nation
Almighty God, giver of all good things:
We thank you for the natural majesty and beauty of this land.
They restore us, though we often destroy them.
Heal us.
We thank you for the great resources of this nation. They
make us rich, though we often exploit them.
Forgive us.
We thank you for all those who have contributed to the rich diversity of this country. They are models for us, though we often fall
short of them.
Inspire us.
We thank you for the torch of liberty which has been lit in
this land. It has drawn people from every nation, though we
have often hidden from its light.
Enlighten us.
We thank you for the faith we have inherited in all its rich
variety. It sustains our life, though we have been faithless
again and again.
Renew us.
Help us, O Lord, to finish the good work here begun.
Strengthen our efforts to blot out ignorance and prejudice,
and to abolish poverty and crime. And hasten the day when
all our people, with many voices in one united chorus, will
glorify your holy Name. Amen.
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This is a prayer you can find in the Book of Common Prayer on page 838. This holiday weekend, I will be praying this petition for our nation, and ask you to join me in prayer and reflection.
Maybe, like me, you struggle with how to celebrate the birth of our nation as we approach a presidential election that feels fraught, even dangerous. Who are we, as a nation, when 2024 has seen more anti-trans bills in legislation than ever before; when the supreme court deems it lawful for cities to fine unhoused people; when we feel more fractured as a country than ever - who are we?
When I look at things on a national scale, I'm overwhelmed. What is the path forward? How do we maintain relationships amid differences of opinion? How do we foster civil dialogue across differences, when the trend is to vilify the opposing side and dismiss it altogether?
This past week, I had the opportunity to serve as a clergy deputy at the General Convention of the Episcopal Church. This is our denomination's governing body, which meets once every three years to make decisions on church polity, governance, and finances.
The structure of General Convention is similar to the United States government - a bicameral legislature considers resolutions, which must be passed by both houses in order to take effect. I spent six days on the floor of the House of Deputies, while the House of Bishops met down the hall.
We debated the Episcopal Church's stance on the genocide in Gaza; we voted on changing the definition of marriage to "between to people;" we affirmed and celebrated the creation of a new diocese, Navajoland, which can now self-govern and elect their own bishop.
It was my first experience of church governance at this level, and while it was sometimes frustrating (and definitely exhausting), at its best, it was an effort to practice democracy. It was the first time in a long time I've witnessed respectful debate. I profoundly disagreed with many people, and yet we all prayed together, and respected the process and decisions we made.
Perhaps our church structures can be a living example of how to do democracy, in a moment in history when it feels that our country's democratic legacy is threatened by corporate greed and political games, to the detriment of people's lives and livelihood. Our church structures are far from perfect, and while it felt good to remove a renowned white supremacist from our church calendar, there is still much anti-racism work to be done in our church.
As I reflect on my experience at General Convention over this 4th of July weekend, I wonder where God is moving in all of this. I consider the systems I am complicit in - systems that claim to serve people, but always fall short. I take comfort in the promise that there is another way - Jesus's way - of building community; and I grieve how far away we are from that reality.
This weekend, I ask your prayers for our nation. I ask you to ensure that you are registered to vote, and to ask your friends and make sure they are registered, too. I leave you with the lyrics to a hymn that best encapsulate my prayers for our country, and our world.
This is my song, O God of all the nations
A song of peace for lands afar and mine
This is my home the country where my heart is
Here are my hopes my dreams my holy shrine
But other hearts in other lands are beating
With hopes and dreams as true and high as mine
My country's skies are bluer than the ocean
And sunlight beams on cloverleaf and pine
But other lands have sunlight too and clover
And skies are everywhere as blue as mine
O hear my song Thou God of all nations
A song of peace for their land and for mine
Teach us to sing, O God of all creation,
A song of hope, for ocean, sky and pine.
Teach us to walk the way that ends division,
Till every land and nation love entwines.
Then will all peoples see your glorious vision:
The world at peace, beloved and divine.
peace,
Mother Mary Lynn
Rector
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