Holy One, this prayer is birthed from the depths of weariness of a black woman to the black woman. God, you know we are tired. You see the world restricts us. You know that we need to rest. So, today God, we declare freedom—no longer will we be mandated surrogates for a nation that cannot accept us. We will be free. Jesus comes, so we know our spirits can be free. So, God, enlighten us to recognize the presence of Heaven within our Spirit and orient us toward an everlasting freedom. For it is so. Amen.
Credit: Rev. Mahogany S. Thomas