Lord, as Nicodemus came to you by night,
so let me come to you when I am in darkness.
Let me come quietly, speak with me alone.

As you amazed Nicodemus with your teaching,
so teach me heavenly things, that I may learn
the truths of the kingdom, in your words.
Change me when I have been with you,
for we are never the same again when we have been with you.

Like Nicodemus, I see things dimly
when I seek the truth, but I praise you
that I see so clearly that you are of God.
and that because I believe in you
I shall find the everlasting life you brought.

So let me be born again in the sound of the wind,
the wind of the Spirit that blew at Pentecost.
Show me again how much God loves the world.
I ask it in my saviour's name

Amen.

Lord Jesus, because our God is pure, you took water
and washed our feet that we might be clean. And being clean,
might share in you. 

In bread and water, you value the common things of life,
but you alone change water to the wine of eternal life,
so we may never thirst for earthly consequence,
but only for the truth that delivers and the love that reconciles.

Lord, we will follow where your mercy leads us,
beside still waters, into everlasting life.

Amen

I pray for those who fight in your cause,
for yours are the people who have failed you,
who do not serve you as you deserve.
They are the bands of the weak and the mean
and of many with little faith.

But yours is also the army of peacemakers,
it is led by the persecuted and armed by the merciful.
It belongs to those who love one another
and to the many who come together to praise your name,
to those who will always seek your Spirit in their hearts.

We are not righteous; but we are yours.
For you transform us with a great love
and through you we can be made new.

So commit us to love the unlovable,
to heal the incurably uncertain,
to speak your name to those who do not hear. 
For we ask these things in our Saviour's name,  

Amen

God of the winter and the bitter nights,
whose Son had nowhere to lay his head,
grant me compassion as I walk the streets where I live,
for you are lying with the homeless
and the dispossessed.

God of the ice and snow
who feeds even the birds of the air,
lead me out among the disadvantaged
and let them see you in my caring.
Bring me to those who have nothing
and let me give them of myself.

Commit me to daily acts of compassion
done for no reward
except that I do them for you.
Let me see your footprints in this winter.

God of the dispossessed on earth,
challenge me to live your truth,
that others will know You
in the hands which help, in the words I speak,
in the grace with which I pray in your name.

Come to me in the winter of my wrongs.
Lord Jesus, my hope of mercy
is in your redeeming grace,

Amen.