God of light and God of mystery, give us the faith to see you in the grey dimness of this time.
Give us the heart to hear, in the silence of the sick, the call to care for those in pain.
Give us the courage to find you where you do not now appear to be.
Give us the trust it takes to make our way through this uncertainty, this fear, this seemingly irredeemable sense of limitless loss to the recognition of the relentless hope that each seasonal cycle of life confirms in us.
You who made all things for our good and our growth show us, too, now the power of darkness so that we might see newly— beyond the ephemeral— to what are really the gloriously important things in life.
Amen. (Sister Joan Chittister, USA, 21st cent.)