Defiant God,
If you were the voice of the prophets, then you remain a God who speaks against exploitation and oppression. Silence the lies in our minds that tell us our fight is futile. Let hope in our cause swell as we come together with a shared voice. Awaken our full emotional range, that our work would be fueled by a mysterious entanglement of righteous anger and defiant hope. May we heed the voice of our own interior prophets. Protect our bodies as we resist empire, especially the youngest and most vulnerable among us. Make our protests thoughtful and inclusive, as we submit to and learn from the disabled to create a diversity of paths to fight for justice. We ask that you soften the hearts of the unjust, not that we would view ourselves as responsible for their absolution, but with the awareness that there are times when the vilest of people can be shaken out of their heartlessness and into their humanity. Let us receive the inheritance of courage and steadfast dissent of our ancestors – that our steps would be their steps, our bodies their bodies, our protest a sacred echo as we boldly demand justice today. Sustain us, God. With every block we march, reveal us as forces for liberation in the world. Ase.