God, you ask me to see open up my eyes to faith. You ask me to see the possibility of liberation and justice all around me. You ask me to look into myself to find the glory that is within – the glory that is you – and to be confident that this glory is within the masses, pulling us toward a new world. I believe – help my unbelief.

Protect me from cynicism. With your help, may I take my thoughts captive and interrogate all the ways I abandon the vision of revolution.

Make me stronger, more willing to fail, more willing to suffer, more willing to worship and love you with all my mind, spirit, and strength. This life will be a struggle, and may I be drunk with your love in the midst of it.

Teach me to be wise, to be grounded in my love for the masses and to hold on to my sense of self – to remember I am fighting for my life, too – to not get lost in the escapist dreams of martyrdom. I need your help to find joy and hope and peace where I can.

Sustain your people’s struggle. Gather us. Make us disciplined. Make us wise. Form our hearts into fiery commitment. Burden us with your love, every day. May we build one another up into a relentless force against imperialism.

Amen.