Cantankerous God,
Thank you for disagreements. Thank you for moments and people free enough, loud enough, ultimately trusting enough to tell each other off. Each is trusting what they believe. And they are also trying their mutual ability to take it, to give as good as they get. Whether they know it or not, they are contributing to the search for truth, and to the advent of peace, even if the latter only comes when exhausted combatants put their arms on each other’s shoulders and stumble together to the nearest park bench. Thank you, Lord, for that moment: when you bring the sturdy to stumble. In that peace is the seed of wisdom.
Amen.