We are a nation in distress. We are a church in distress. The coronavirus has killed 103,000 of us. The virus of racism has taken hundreds of thousands more throughout our history. Now these two deadly viruses converge. Under this distress the veneer of equality has cracked and we see the pain, anger and frustration of those who have been denied the rights and dignity so many of us expect and often take for granted.

                       This is the Day, Bp. Elizabeth Eaton

Take My Life, That I May Be

Refrain

      Take my life, that I may be

      consecrated, Lord, to thee;

      take my moments and my days;

      let them flow in ceaseless praise.

1    Take my hands and let them move

      at the impulse of thy love;

      take my feet and let them be

      swift and beautiful for thee.  Refrain

2    Take my silver and my gold,

      not a mite would I withhold;

      take my intellect and use

      ev’ry pow’r as thou shalt choose.  Refrain

3    Take my voice and let me sing

      always, only for my King;

      take my lips and let them be

      filled with messages from thee.  Refrain

4    Take my will and make it thine;

      it shall be no longer mine;

      take my heart, it is thine own;

      it shall be thy royal throne.  Refrain