God of all creation, you loved us into being,
yet we often flee our rightful place in your creation.
We confess that we exploit the gifts you place around us
and dominate the richness of the natural order.
Forgive our greedy grasping.
We confess our part in the devastation of our planet home,
mirrored in the violence of cities, and the brokenness of hearts.
Forgive and restore us, O God.
Nurturing God, remind us of other ways to live
and of a place called home, where creation reflects your goodness
and each thing lives in balance with all others.
Come and find us, set us right again,
- from Bare Feet and Buttercups: Resources for Ordinary Time