We are a journeying people who move not only from place to place, but from sorrow to joy, from despair to hope, from alienation to solidarity, from resentment to love.
God, in our journeying we confess that too often we turn from the path that You have put before us and go our own way; we turn from You, we turn from our neighbors.
Lord, forgive us especially for turning away from our neighbors to the South and from those who cross the desert risking death in order to find life.
Turn us toward You and to those who suffer so that we might work for a day when no one dies forgotten or unknown.
Remind us that You are our True North, You are our compass leading the way to an abundant life.