help me pray...

Reports came in: a policewoman willingly breast-feeds the babies as if they were her own...these are the same children whose parents have either died or are too traumatised having survived the quake. Another states that amid the burial cries are faint wails of babies born amid tragedy and disaster; their parents giving them derivative names so as not to forget the quake and how their lives were returned and spared.

Lord, you are our beginning and end. Stay with us as evening fades and darkness reigns. Bring light and water to quench the thirsty... blanket to comfort the scared...the help of other human beings to restore your people back to faith...

prayer from last sunday's hymn..

God Beyond All Names

God, beyond our dreams,

you have stirred in us a memory,

you have placed your powerful spirit

in the hearts of humankind.

All around us, we have known you;

all creation lives to hold you

In our living and our

we are bringing you to birth.

God, beyond all names,

you have made us in your image,

we are like you, we reflect you,
we are woman, we are man.

All around us, we have known you;

all creation lives to hold you,

In our living and our dying

we are bringing you to birth.

God, beyond all words,

all creation tells your story,

you have shaken with our laughter,

you have trembled with our tears.

God, beyond all time,

you are laboring within us;

we are moving, we are changing,

in your spirit ever new.

God of tender care,

you have cradled us in goodness,

you have mothered us in wholeness,

you have loved us into birth.

All around us, we have known you;

all creation lives to hold you,

In our living and our dying

we are bringing you to birth.

Bernadette Farrell