by Meredith Angeline Hinton
God save us from our despondency.
Restore our joy, our hope.
Lead us in a revolution that moves closer to the despondent ones.
Through true fasting let us be known as the repairers of broken walls.
As we weep with you, use our tears to cleanse our souls and wash away the mire of our hearts.
May we share hopes, dreams, and promises that relentlessly press us forward with confidence.