Be Still And Go

God of many names, one being: you slung stars to infinite galaxies in a universe whose outer limits are beyond our reach. You made this earth, so finely balanced, brilliant in beauty, breath-taking in wonder. You set our feet upon the ground and gave us eyes to see the sky, beating hearts and curious minds, busy hands to feel joy and work the planet for the good of all. Our failures are not your doing. Our triumphs tell of your glory. You are our true home.Young people all over the world march to make a future possible on a planet with enough resources to nurture and sustain life from birth to old age for ages to come. We grieve the lateness of the hour and gird our strength for the challenges we face and must overcome. We pray not to dream but in waking to do what must be done. Their signs pierce our consciences: “Think or swim;” “Dead Planet Soon, Act Now;” “You had a future and so should we.”We pray to thank you for the birds that still sing, pollinate, and spread the seeds of future life in every nation o