This is a prayer for another ordinary Sunday:

Lord, remain with us. Yes, we are the least of the apostles, not fit to be called apostles. Yes, by all rights, we should be doomed. We are unclean, surrounded by an unclean people. We are sinful; remove our wickedness, purge us from our sin.

In the eyes of all those around us and the angels above us, we aspire to sing your praises, Lord. Holy, holy, holy are You, the LORD of hosts! All the earth is filled with Your glory! When we called upon You, Lord, You answer by building up strength within us. Great is Your glory, Lord,

Lord, it is by your grace that we have become who we are, it has not been effective, Therefore, here we are ready to be sent to carry your Word. We will go. You ask us only to travel a short distance from the secure shore of loves. At your command, we will preach Your Good News. Have us share your Word so that others might believe.