Holy God, You breathe life into dust and hope into weary hearts. As we gather today, meet us in the places where our spirits feel thin, tired, or tangled. You know the burdens we carry, the errors we hide, the disappointments that have settled into our bones. Yet You come to us—not with shame, but with mercy; not with condemnation, but with the promise of renewal.
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