In this season of Pentecost when we are called to cultivate our souls and live more deeply into our relationships with God, may you find food for your journey in the words of F. Pratt Green. The words (Hymn 424, The Hymnal 1982) were the opening prayer of my sermon on Sunday past; several persons inquired about them so I thought I would share the source. Over the years, they have served me well in a variety of situations, including times of devotion, thanksgiving gatherings and throughout the day.
For the fruit of all creation, thanks be to God. For his gifts bestowed on every nation, thanks be to God. For the plowing, sowing, reaping, silent growth while we are sleeping, future needs in earth’s safekeeping, thanks be to God.
In the just reward of labor, God’s will is done. In the help we give our neighbor,
God’s will is done. In our worldwide task of caring for the hungry and despairing, in the harvests we are sharing, God’s will is done.
For the harvests of the Spirit, thanks be to God. For the good we all inherit, thanks be to God. For the wonders that astound us, for the truths that still confound us, most of all that love has found us, thanks be to God.
Blessings, peace and grace as we journey together into Christ.