Saturday

Prayer for Austin Stamper

It's Morning, Jesus
Now we crawl, like that woman
Through the pressure of this moment
Just to touch the hem of your garment.
To whom else shall we go?
We come to you
And lay Austin at your feet.
Please, Lord
Heal this child.

As you cleansed those lepers
As you renewed that blind man's eyes
As you told that crippled man to walk
As you called forth Lazarus from the grave
Do speak to Austin, now
Do touch this little child

Spirit of the living God
Fall fresh in this hour
This Saturday morning
Breathe the breath of life
Into this young man
Breathe the breath of wholeness.
Breathe.

Amen