confession: You make promises…

One:    You make a lot of promises, God, and we confess that sometimes we don’t believe them.

All:     It feels like we are alone out here, like we’d better take matters into our own hands.

One:    Your promise of abundant life, your promise of your presence, your promise of a future with hope—sometimes we just can’t see how they can be true.

All:     And yet you call us to run the race, to hope in things we cannot see, to follow though we do not know where you are going.

One:    Forgive us, O God, our insistence on certainty.

All:     Your faithfulness reaches to the skies, beyond what we can imagine. Forgive our fearful hearts, our unwillingness to go into places we don’t know, our idolatry of self-reliance.

One: Reveal to us again your loving presence,

All: that we may grow to reflect your faithfulness.

All sung: Kyrie Eleison

silence

Submitted by Rev. Teri Peterson, the Presbyterian Church of Palatine, IL.