Glory be to God for Dirt—

For backyard soil
as dark and dense
as the midnight sky.
And for all the creatures
who make this ground
their earthy home—
the wiggly ones
and leggy ones
and the tiny ones
our eyes can’t see.

Father in Heaven and King of Kings,
We seek Your Wisdom,
Your Will, and Your Way.

Thank You for dark mornings,
Where light unhurriedly arrives.
May rhythms of being rooted
Reform in us as autumn assuredly arrives.

Thank you for produce,
For the food from the ground,
Growing in it, on it, and above it.

May our prayer for food create a pause,
That enlarges our hearts through
Gratitude, confession, lament, and longing
For the availability of food for all.

Father in Heaven
Our desire is to dwell

To make a home
To be at home
To find our home
Here in Your love

May your mercy bring healing.
May your grace make us whole.
And may your love bring us at the last
To our eternal home.