Grant us the voice of prophecy
and the ears to hear it
and the heart to feel it
and the hands to do it.
May our handbags swing far and wide,
knocking oppression and ignorance on the forward stroke
sweeping in the justice of your Kingdom with the backhand.
We ask for strength in this endeavor, Lord,
the strength only you can give
because no matter how long our handbag handles are,
leverage can only help so much.
We know that minds do not change fast,
we know that the fight is already won,
we know we’re the cleanup crew,
we know some of us will be called home before it’s done.
Lord, heed our eternal prayer–
if we go down,
let us go down swinging!
Let the people say Amen.