Loving God,
Comfort us in our time of pain. Wrap your loving arms around these historical wounds we carry. These burdens we must endure. These crosses we bear.
Be with us in the places where we feel weary. Fill us with your strength and power. Send the angels and the ancestors to walk by our side. To carry us.
Help us to befriend our anger---let it reveal our limits and our boundaries. Let it show us what we have had enough of and what we have no tolerance for.
Free us from the bondage of having to justify, explain, and educate people who do not want to understand.
Help us make choices that can tend to our sadness and grief.
As we love our babies and hold them tight, give us strength and guidance as parents, elders and mentors to protect them from harm and evil. Help us to nurture their light and their innocence and their power.
Give us peace to sleep in our restless nights.
Fill us with your Holy Spirit so that we may be an instrument for your peace, justice, and Black liberation in the world.
In all your names.
Amen. Ashe.