Jesus -
You draw all people to Yourself. All people.
You fell into the earth like a grain of wheat, and Your death bears much fruit. Your impending death troubled Your soul, and in Your angst, You asked for God’s name to be glorified.
Gather us into Your way of death and resurrection. May we follow You, serve You, be where You are, and receive God’s honor.
May we trust the process of falling grain that bears fruit, and may we hear the voice from heaven that speaks for our sake.
In the name of the One whose abundant mercy makes us whole, we pray.
Amen.