God of infinite wonder, whose love has no horizon and whose grace has no border, we open ourselves to your presence this day. God of the minutiae, in whose company ‘insignificant’ has no meaning, we receive your blessings this day. Raise our eyes from only that which is in front of us. Lift our heads, that our vision may be broader and longer. Sow seeds of passion in our hearts and lay embers of hope in our lives that we may never accept the concept of inevitable, but instead cultivate communities of peace that live a language of possibility.