God of hurricanes and disorder, God of storms and destruction,
who stilled the waters of creation from chaos and brought liberation to your people across the seas,
we long for the certainty of this renewal.
But, O Lord, how long?
How long O Lord must we dream of new life?
It has been one year since we saw the destruction of Hurricane Katrina rip apart Louisianna and Missississippi.
It has been one year since the levees broke.
It has been one year since the poverty and racism of our nation was exposed like a gapping wound.
It has been one year since Hurricane Rita added further insult to our grief and loss.
O Lord, how long must we dream of new life?
How long must we wait until governments and officials address our needs?
How long must we wait for our nation to be brave enough to talk about the injustice of this event?
How long must we wait for the arrival of the promised land?
God of summer rains and rebirth, God of living water and hope,
we long for your presence now more than ever.
Be with us O Lord.
Be with the evacuees, the victims and those that we callously named "refugees."
Be with the relief workers, justice seekers and truth tellers.
Be with our prayers and our hopes.
Be with our leaders and questioners.
Be with us O God, as we need you now more than ever.
Restore us in the hope of your living water.
Pour us a cup of your justice,
Bathe us in your hope, as you did for Christ Jesus, our Lord. Amen.
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