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Almighty God, we do not deserve the Promised Land; we deserve endless exile. We say that money does not buy happiness but then live as if money is the chief source of happiness. We are quick to be haughty, thinking ourselves better than others. The poor starve while we supersize our snacks. We place some money in a plate or jar and tell ourselves we've done our part to fight poverty. We are inconsistent stewards when it comes to what you have entrusted to us.

By the blood of Jesus the Steward-Master, forgive us. Please. Yes.

Amen.




This is a prayer by David von Schlichten and found over at Allan Bevere's blog.