I pray for those who gather in joy,
their tables bright with laughter,
their hearts warmed by familiar voices,
their gratitude rising like incense
in the quiet places of the soul.

I pray for those who do not find joy
in gathering,
whose memories sit heavy on the table,
whose hopes feel threadbare,
whose hearts carry stories
that others do not see.
May grace meet them gently
and breathe peace where peace feels distant.

And I pray for those who are alone,
whether by circumstance or choice,
whether in sorrow or in stillness.
May they be wrapped in a Presence
that does not leave,
a Love that fills even the silent rooms
with holy warmth.

O God of every heart,
receive these prayers
as offerings of gratitude.
Teach us to see one another,
to honor the tender places,
and to give thanks
for the mercy that holds us all.

Amen