Heavenly Father,

When it seems that we are actually, finally at our wits’ end… and we’ve seen the end of all that we can do, that is when you are at your nearest, your most miraculous, your best. Sometimes, the road we trudge seems destined to be dusty and desolate forever. And yet, just around the corner, just over the next hill, we see new life, we see hope. I pray for this hope for those who [are depressed].

May you bring them what they need, that they may once again be dancing on this earth.

Amen.

Reprinted from a Beliefnet Community Prayer Circle