God of light and love, thank you for the gifts of May.
Thank you for the beauty of creation.
May we never cease to be amazed at the songs of the birds and the colorful designs of the flowers.
And as you care for the sparrows and the lilies, thank you, too, for the promise of your care for us, your children.
Thank you for your provision: for fertile ground and bountiful harvests; for work and for rest; for loving friends, families and communities.
Thank you for the fruits of the Spirit, and the ways we’ve seen them anew even in this difficult season: for the joy of babies and children; for the kindness of neighbors; the faithfulness of healthcare workers, first responders, essential workers, and pastors; and for the gentleness of caregivers.
Thank you for all that we have to celebrate this May.
Thank you for the mothers in our community: those who mother young children, and those who mother all of us with a gracious and nurturing love, just as you, our Mother God, draw us to you as chicks under the wings of a mother hen.
Thank you for nurses. May they be honored, supported and protected as we approach Nurses Week. As we think of friends who are hospitalized, we are especially thankful for the doctors and nurses who will care for them today.
Thank you for the graduates among us: for the gift of learning; for teachers and parents and partners who have invested and sacrificed to support their beloved students and who share in their accomplishments. May we celebrate our graduates well even as their graduation ceremonies are moved from live to virtual, and may you guide them as they close one chapter of their lives and begin another.
Thank you for the glory of sunrise, and for the sustenance and strength we need for today. Thank you for your presence with us, and for your unsurpassing peace.
Remind us in all circumstances, God, to rejoice and to be thankful.
Amen
The words of Jesus, as recorded in Matthew 6:26-30:
Look at the birds in the sky. They don’t sow seed or harvest grain or gather crops into barns. Yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Aren’t you worth much more than they are? Who among you by worrying can add a single moment to your life? And why do you worry about clothes? Notice how the lilies in the field grow. They don’t wear themselves out with work, and they don’t spin cloth. But I say to you that even Solomon in all of his splendor wasn’t dressed like one of these. If God dresses grass in the field so beautifully, even though it’s alive today and tomorrow it’s thrown into the furnace, won’t God do much more for you….?