God of boundless love, we give thanks. We give thanks even with a future that we do not know and that causes anxiety for many. We thank you for those on the front-lines of this pandemic. The courageous leaders, doctors, nurses and grocery store workers for putting the lives of others in front of theirs and for our teachers and students who are adapting to a whole new way of learning.
Creator God, we ask for your calming and comforting spirit to wrap around us during this unsettling time. In Psalm 121, it says, “I lift my eyes up to the mountains— where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.” Let us remember this Psalm when our anxiety runs and when we start to worry. You, Lord, are in control.
1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 The Lord will not let your foot slip—
the One who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, the One who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord will keep you from all harm
and will watch over your life;
8 the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.