tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-132891792024-03-18T10:00:34.508-04:00One Prayer a DayA daily prayer blog by Bob Hostetler, the author of The Red Letter Prayer Life and the 31 Ways to Pray for Your Kids iPhone and iPad app. Just one prayer each day. Seldom more. Seldom very long. Sometimes personal. Sometimes original. Always sincere.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6429125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-54282761346156986832024-03-18T10:00:00.004-04:002024-03-18T10:00:00.247-04:00Aaron<div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOHWqiMeb_lJFSS4teMP0_-4REr7NjUpBtYRnwn4paTDRp4V0Dk4ySuJ8Fg2K_vVwr9ULvGmEIoga4BDSBt1PfvTnAHSyE5V_UNFUkJP4yChzQMJ5L9ipEoScSOEJTIttzh93MS1n1yw_0LsPvasaYh6dzCMBt8MBNmxCIJeAtMCi0rAQJQmilkA/s1024/IMG_4030.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOHWqiMeb_lJFSS4teMP0_-4REr7NjUpBtYRnwn4paTDRp4V0Dk4ySuJ8Fg2K_vVwr9ULvGmEIoga4BDSBt1PfvTnAHSyE5V_UNFUkJP4yChzQMJ5L9ipEoScSOEJTIttzh93MS1n1yw_0LsPvasaYh6dzCMBt8MBNmxCIJeAtMCi0rAQJQmilkA/s320/IMG_4030.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Oh, Lord, my God,</div><div>gone are the days </div><div>when my little boy </div><div>could climb into my lap </div><div>and melt my heart with a smile. </div><div>Gone--long gone!--are the nights </div><div>when I could read him a book </div><div>and smile with joy </div><div>at his plea for more</div><div>or sing him a lullaby </div><div>without knowing he could do it far better. </div><div><br /></div><div>But oh, what a son he still is today.</div><div>Oh, Lord, how you've blessed me,</div><div>not only with a son,</div><div>but with <i>such</i> a son,</div><div>such a husband,</div><div>such a father,</div><div>and such a friend as he is.</div><div><br /></div><div>And though I know it is selfish</div><div>to ask more when you have given so much already,</div><div>I ask.</div><div>Lord, I ask.</div><div><br /></div><div>Please make his every dream come true.</div><div>Please.</div><div><br /></div><div>Please continue making him like Enoch, who walked with you,</div><div>like Noah, who found grace in your sight,</div><div>like Abraham, who walked by faith,</div><div>like Joseph, a dreamer and doer,</div><div>like Moses, who walked on holy ground,</div><div>like his namesake Aaron, who led your people into your presence,</div><div>like Caleb and Joshua, who saw with eyes of faith,</div><div>like Elijah, who received food from your hand,</div><div>like Elisha, who was given a double portion,</div><div>like David, who danced before you, a man after your own heart,</div><div>like Jehoshaphat, who trusted in you,</div><div>like Hosea, who forgave largely,</div><div>like John, a beloved disciple,</div><div>like Barnabas, a mentor and encourager.</div><div>Make him more than anything, like Jesus, lover of souls.</div><div><br /></div><div>Bless him, Lord, on his birthday,</div><div>and every day to come,</div><div>as you have so blessed me with him,</div><div>in Jesus' name, amen.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-72537281803880952742024-03-17T10:00:00.001-04:002024-03-17T10:00:00.145-04:00Lorica<blockquote>
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Today I put on<br />
a terrible strength<br />
invoking the Trinity<br />
confessing the Three<br />
with faith in the One<br />
as I face my Maker. </blockquote>
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Today I put on the power<br />
of Christ's birth and baptism,<br />
of his hanging and burial,<br />
His resurrection, ascension,<br />
and descent at the Judgement. </blockquote>
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Today I put on the power<br />
of the order of the Cherubim,<br />
angels' obedience,<br />
archangels' attendance,<br />
in hope of ascending<br />
to my reward;<br />
patriarchs' prayers,<br />
prophets' predictions,<br />
apostles precepts,<br />
confessors' testimony,<br />
holy virgins' innocence<br />
and the deeds of true men. </blockquote>
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Today I put on<br />
the power of Heaven,<br />
the light of the Sun,<br />
the radiance of the Moon,<br />
the splendour of fire,<br />
the fierceness of lightning,<br />
the swiftness of wind,<br />
the depth of the sea,<br />
the firmness of earth<br />
and the hardness of rock. </blockquote>
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Today I put on<br />
God's strenghth to steer me,<br />
God's power to uphold me,<br />
God's wisdom to guide me,<br />
God's eye for my vision,<br />
God's ear for my hearing,<br />
God's word for my speech,<br />
God's hand to protect me,<br />
God's pathway before me,<br />
God's shield for my shelter,<br />
God's angels to guard me<br />
from ambush of devils,<br />
from vice's allurements,<br />
from traps of the flesh,<br />
from all who wish ill,<br />
whether distant or close,<br />
alone or in hosts. </blockquote>
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I summon these powers today<br />
to take my part against every implacable power<br />
that attacks my body and soul,<br />
the chants of false prophets,<br />
dark laws of the pagans,<br />
false heretics' laws,<br />
entrapments of idols,<br />
enchantments of women<br />
or smiths or druids,<br />
and all knowledge that poisons<br />
man's body or soul. </blockquote>
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Christ guard me today<br />
from poison, from burning,<br />
from drowning, from hurt,<br />
that I have my reward.<br />
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Christ beside me,<br />
Christ before me,<br />
Christ behind me,<br />
Christ within me,<br />
Christ beneath me,<br />
Christ above me.<br />
Christ on my right hand,<br />
Christ on my left,<br />
Christ where I lie,<br />
Christ where I sit,<br />
Christ where I rise.<br />
Christ in the hearts of all who think of me,<br />
Christ in the mouths of all who speak to me,<br />
Christ in every eye that sees me,<br />
Christ in every ear that hears me. </blockquote>
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Today I put on<br />
a terrible strength,<br />
invoking the Trinity,<br />
confessing the Three,<br />
with faith in the One<br />
as I face my Maker.</blockquote>
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(attributed to St. Patrick, called The Lorica, or Breastplate of St. Patrick: photo via everystockphoto.com)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-31424198161183762552024-03-16T10:00:00.003-04:002024-03-16T10:00:00.147-04:00Kneeling in Penitence<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Kneeling in penitence I make my prayer, <br />
Owning my weaknesses and my despair; <br />
Failure I cannot hide, <br />
Broken my selfish pride, <br />
Pardon thou dost provide, <br />
Pardon declare. <br />
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Nothing can I achieve, nothing attain;<br />
He that without thee builds, labors in vain;<br />
Shatter my own design,<br />
Shaping a plan divine,<br />
Come to this heart of mine,<br />
Saviour, again.<br />
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Though few the gifts I have that thou canst use,<br />
Make thy demands on me; I'll not refuse;<br />
Take all there is of me,<br />
Take what I hope to be;<br />
Thy way at last I see,<br />
Thy way I choose.<br />
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(a lyric by the late General John Gowans of The Salvation Army)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-88235255200399946652024-03-15T10:00:00.001-04:002024-03-15T10:00:00.135-04:00In the Boat with Thee<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkTOwQyelnhvJFw_ETlRrKvCsx58SiRUGTgxOl3UQH5YcXLipA_MrM34zXT2HD7uB2S3biWyQVOVuuQg0NW8rhp8ozYtkhdwdEA8Sx2fYhjHfx-hVPFhjToy0oGE2nKscBdJIigH9ziuQK7G8ANubSluzEi8HAQ5CRIaiy5TLy0s59Q0W22HS3hQ/s400/IMG_0147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="338" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkTOwQyelnhvJFw_ETlRrKvCsx58SiRUGTgxOl3UQH5YcXLipA_MrM34zXT2HD7uB2S3biWyQVOVuuQg0NW8rhp8ozYtkhdwdEA8Sx2fYhjHfx-hVPFhjToy0oGE2nKscBdJIigH9ziuQK7G8ANubSluzEi8HAQ5CRIaiy5TLy0s59Q0W22HS3hQ/w338-h400/IMG_0147.JPG" width="338" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-61569253270529269242024-03-14T10:00:00.001-04:002024-03-14T10:00:00.129-04:00That Peace of Yours<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTShVygsgCggxEj6yqb75yODOLt9GLv83VCtSe6QHHCjEqcZvNYobQj21Xd4lpSa6ilO-AnpggKjgWOeSVhP5STH4hLHAQsRo_ESDYMoQ7bzp5D1smBapA77v51ZHOssHbdcg6cLk_G5BQaZbR94TYD6NXuVMEqkDCdXX69R_Y4gUTYnPZPDEKTg/s2940/photo-1517184828383-bdf7e82f395f.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1960" data-original-width="2940" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTShVygsgCggxEj6yqb75yODOLt9GLv83VCtSe6QHHCjEqcZvNYobQj21Xd4lpSa6ilO-AnpggKjgWOeSVhP5STH4hLHAQsRo_ESDYMoQ7bzp5D1smBapA77v51ZHOssHbdcg6cLk_G5BQaZbR94TYD6NXuVMEqkDCdXX69R_Y4gUTYnPZPDEKTg/s320/photo-1517184828383-bdf7e82f395f.webp" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">O God the Father, Origin of divinity,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">good beyond all that is good,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">fair beyond all that is fair,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">in whom is calmness, peace, and concord;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">make up the dissensions</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">which divide us from each other,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and bring us back into a unity of love,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">which may bear some likeness to your divine nature.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">And as you are above all things,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">make us one by the unanimity of a good mind,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">that through the embrace of charity</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and the bonds of affection,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">we may be spiritually one,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">as well in ourselves as in each other;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">through that peace of yours</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">that makes all things peaceful,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and through the grace, mercy, and tenderness</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">of your Son, Jesus Christ, amen.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">(a prayer of Dionysius the Great; photo by jjacobs15 via unsplash.com)</div></div><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-88655821212538433392024-03-13T10:00:00.001-04:002024-03-13T10:00:00.129-04:00Purity of Heart<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My prayer today for my kids <i>and</i> my grandkids, from the <a href="https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/31-ways-to-pray-for-your-kids/id907535904?mt=8&utm_content=buffer6836a&utm_medium=social&utm_source=twitter.com&utm_campaign=buffer" target="_blank">"31 Ways to Pray for Your Kids"</a> app for iPhone and iPad.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-36769507372560236842024-03-12T10:00:00.001-04:002024-03-12T10:00:00.262-04:00Pretty Small Package<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjID08WCSjaSUNo5O-1RIaeU-t9DrjHnRkB212l1yTZbQeHtiQtaXGyxSgszYNgucz8V2aC2kyTaHxHt7YkEk8c0fiemCBOzJNFFkZQ5dUFsrtZRqv8AF9pVhneq8KYEXjRfX2csg/s1600/box-1239004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjID08WCSjaSUNo5O-1RIaeU-t9DrjHnRkB212l1yTZbQeHtiQtaXGyxSgszYNgucz8V2aC2kyTaHxHt7YkEk8c0fiemCBOzJNFFkZQ5dUFsrtZRqv8AF9pVhneq8KYEXjRfX2csg/s200/box-1239004.jpg" width="200" height="150" /></a></div>God, of grace and glory, thank You for the rest of the night and the fresh energy to begin a new day. As the brightness breaks through the clouds of the morning sky, illuminate my heart with Your own darkness-dispelling presence. Drive away the clouds of doubt that question Your faithfulness in trying circumstances and the clouds of fear that make me cautious when I need to be courageous.<br />
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I know I can make a pretty small package when I get all wrapped up in myself. Set me free from self-concern so that I may focus on others. Renew my assurance that I am loved and forgiven by You so that I may be a communicator cator of Your grace to the people around me. Remind me that grace is kept only if it is given away. All You have taught me on the mountaintops of victory or the valleys of trials has been to help me say to others, "I know what you're going through-I've been there!" Help me see life as a school of grace equipping me for a ministry of sharing.<br />
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Thank You, Lord, for what I will learn today that will enable me to help someone who will need just what I've discovered.<br />
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(from <i><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0736901329?ie=UTF8&tag=bobhostecom-20&camp=1789&linkCode=xm2&creativeASIN=0736901329">Quiet Moments with God</a></i> by Lloyd John Ogilvie; photo via everystockphoto.com)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-39102165734562621222024-03-11T10:00:00.001-04:002024-03-11T10:00:00.140-04:00Plant Me Deep<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Holy spirit, I surrender, </div>
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Take me where you want to go; </div>
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Plant me by your living water, </div>
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Plant me deep so I can grow.</div>
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(a prayer by Keith Green; photo via everystockphoto.com)</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-29902540642809305912024-03-10T10:00:00.001-04:002024-03-10T10:00:00.259-04:00You Are the Living Word <iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/OyTYEeZdhK8?si=Mb6NirTNEJoiP1D1" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-65660784709061805752024-03-09T10:00:00.001-05:002024-03-09T10:00:00.247-05:00Exult in You<p style="text-align: left;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKCsMSLfWOWNAbZbYMX4yw-ejE8kuiCFaX2Tjuir7J9WCjfq74DBj6fJR0xsbDDsAW8QRGLBx73l1ZLcL_qrq9uhT4CJf_yzzhqHUZECMcuDksxYSf_84aauwjOSYPgUZx7sUtGkYUrZRuS1nhrtUo0t0fxtrVbjgQZExOrVdGsktYdfKnUlcDPg/s2832/photo-1664990594674-418f27010fee.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1593" data-original-width="2832" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKCsMSLfWOWNAbZbYMX4yw-ejE8kuiCFaX2Tjuir7J9WCjfq74DBj6fJR0xsbDDsAW8QRGLBx73l1ZLcL_qrq9uhT4CJf_yzzhqHUZECMcuDksxYSf_84aauwjOSYPgUZx7sUtGkYUrZRuS1nhrtUo0t0fxtrVbjgQZExOrVdGsktYdfKnUlcDPg/s320/photo-1664990594674-418f27010fee.webp" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Let all who take refuge and put their trust in You rejoice,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Let them ever sing for joy;</div><div style="text-align: center;">Because You cover and shelter them,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Let those who love Your name be joyful and exult in You.</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Psalm 5:11 AMP; photo illustration by Blake Cheek via unsplash.com)</div><p style="text-align: left;"></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-22147526858230704082024-03-08T10:00:00.001-05:002024-03-08T10:00:00.178-05:00Shape Who I Am<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I give praise and thanks to you for the privilege that is mine to witness to your kindness, to your beauty, to your great salvation. I confess that it is both privilege and pain to me—-sweet and bitter. I ask you, please, to make me faithful to speak at your urging and to refrain at your prompting. Light my lamp, and keep it burning. Make my witness bold and unconquerable, reminding me that by your grace and in your strength I can have a greater impact than that of earthquakes and armies. Amen.<br />
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(a prayer from the upcoming book, <i><a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Survive-End-World-Hostetler/dp/0891123253/ref=pd_rhf_gw_p_t_1">How to Survive the End of the World</a></i>)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-69520798811319694252024-03-04T10:00:00.001-05:002024-03-04T10:00:00.271-05:00Unconquerable Hearts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Give us, O Lord,<br />
a steadfast heart,<br />
which no unworthy affection may drag downwards; <br />
give us an unconquered heart,<br />
which no tribulation can wear out; <br />
give us an upright heart,<br />
which no unworthy purpose may tempt aside. <br />
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Bestow upon us also, O Lord our God, <br />
understanding to know you, <br />
diligence to seek you, <br />
wisdom to find you, <br />
and a faithfulness that may finally embrace you, <br />
through Jesus Christ our Lord. <br />
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(a prayer by Ignatius of Loyola; photo via everystockphoto.com)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-84143533250353784542024-03-03T10:00:00.001-05:002024-03-03T10:00:00.145-05:00Everything to Me<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/kEZ-PQWzH2w?si=ExY31ZZr7U7lvbBT" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-50473964590876081772024-03-02T10:00:00.002-05:002024-03-02T14:03:42.110-05:00I Praise You Because<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOjsmAzm_nV3e2Zvu7KB_xrF0-AY8-YAAQFctkmLYE7g7hCjP28sae8afHyPMPN5SAIvx3qCcIngMg-HQ-auKNt86ACD1gh-E1WGwBlgVyBb_f5g4-Jr7uNfjJJzvXOrz2TtPX/s1600/mounteverest.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577046248906907586" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOjsmAzm_nV3e2Zvu7KB_xrF0-AY8-YAAQFctkmLYE7g7hCjP28sae8afHyPMPN5SAIvx3qCcIngMg-HQ-auKNt86ACD1gh-E1WGwBlgVyBb_f5g4-Jr7uNfjJJzvXOrz2TtPX/s400/mounteverest.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 159px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Mighty God, I praise you <br />because you walk on the high places of the earth; <br />they melt beneath your feet <br />and flow into the valleys like wax in a fire, <br />like water pouring down a hill.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-9312249945174574992024-03-01T10:00:00.001-05:002024-03-01T10:00:00.141-05:00Let Me Recount<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0pp3M-t7_931dgXenhyphenhyphenxBvUa9FR-cS1GzOTcWPuXi1oFr5etfKVQNo1TkWVy6JYKaDTFdmFxvjmiI4iUlxlkVE1KDIyVG7MylfUvyf6QOtioOnUcxfBXotfdYEUlb5ngjhI8Z8Q/s1600/Little+One.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708834784092944386" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0pp3M-t7_931dgXenhyphenhyphenxBvUa9FR-cS1GzOTcWPuXi1oFr5etfKVQNo1TkWVy6JYKaDTFdmFxvjmiI4iUlxlkVE1KDIyVG7MylfUvyf6QOtioOnUcxfBXotfdYEUlb5ngjhI8Z8Q/s320/Little+One.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 320px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 278px;" /></a>Dear Lord, let me recount to Thee <br />Some of the great things thou hast done <br />For me, even me <br />Thy little one. <br /><br />It was not I that cared for Thee,--<br />But Thou didst set Thy heart upon <br />Me, even me <br />Thy little one. <br /><br />And therefore was it sweet to Thee<br />To leave Thy Majesty and Throne,<br />And grow like me<br />A Little One,<br /><br />A swaddled Baby on the knee<br />Of a dear Mother of Thine own,<br />Quite weak like me<br />Thy little one.<br /><br />Thou didst assume my misery,<br />And reap the harvest I had sown,<br />Comforting me<br />Thy little one.<br /><br />Jerusalem and Galilee,--<br />Thy love embraced not those alone,<br />But also me<br />Thy little one.<br /><br />Thy unblemished Body on the Tree<br />Was bared and broken to atone<br />For me, for me<br />Thy little one.<br /><br />Thou lovedst me upon the Tree,--<br />Still me, hid by the ponderous stone,--<br />Me always,--me<br />Thy little one.<br /><br />And love of me arose with Thee<br />When death and hell lay overthrown:<br />Thou lovedst me<br />Thy little one.<br /><br />And love of me went up with Thee<br />To sit upon Thy Father's Throne:<br />Thou lovest me<br />Thy little one.<br /><br />Lord, as Thou me, so would I Thee<br />Love in pure love's communion,<br />For Thou lov'st me<br />Thy little one:<br /><br />Which love of me brings back with Thee<br />To Judgment when the Trump is blown,<br />Still loving me<br />Thy little one.<br /><br />(a prayer by Christina Rossetti)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-71450867798714058892024-02-29T10:00:00.001-05:002024-02-29T10:00:00.251-05:00Wean Me<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLUVqO3Ap_E5UUH6drNDUGSG6qJ6wZb0UJBo8opQhpwxHKbm2gorEo_UVtn73p_jFnp4crhUnXJen_9cVKCnEotqtSoI83qDnzk2Ow0JT6piJtwdCuO7oz-DIP1h3HRNoXycj77w/s1600/colorado-rock-climbing-5859453-o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714350760092264482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLUVqO3Ap_E5UUH6drNDUGSG6qJ6wZb0UJBo8opQhpwxHKbm2gorEo_UVtn73p_jFnp4crhUnXJen_9cVKCnEotqtSoI83qDnzk2Ow0JT6piJtwdCuO7oz-DIP1h3HRNoXycj77w/s200/colorado-rock-climbing-5859453-o.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 41px;" /></a>Father, wean me from sin, my pet sins, my most grievous sins. I know that in me dwells no good thing, but I also know that you are able to keep me from falling. I know that when I sin, not only that moment is defiled, but my hunger for sin and its empty promises is fed, and my strength to resist and please you more is doubly diminished like an athlete who not only skips a workout but spends the workout hour in strength-sapping activity. So, Lord, please change me, strengthen me, wean me from pride, lust, greed, self-centeredness, faithlessness, laziness, and all such things, that I may build up the muscles of my character and be the man I want to be instead of the man it's easy to be, in Jesus' name, amen.<br /><br />(photo by Zach Dischner)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-55466070916691341352024-02-28T10:00:00.000-05:002024-02-28T10:00:00.239-05:00Sun-Like Strength<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC8vntqaBz7Y6U_IzlliET-i4h5BTifAhLmuLwCdNaUGcAo6w48bbgwmHObZluxQ6iu36Ncpb-CSo21PLtjQUgzeV-FMckVsOvwxy8soMvI-DqMPZzOuvDr3KUzplvBYcZpa8qNA/s1600/A+Sunrise.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713643971994079106" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC8vntqaBz7Y6U_IzlliET-i4h5BTifAhLmuLwCdNaUGcAo6w48bbgwmHObZluxQ6iu36Ncpb-CSo21PLtjQUgzeV-FMckVsOvwxy8soMvI-DqMPZzOuvDr3KUzplvBYcZpa8qNA/s200/A+Sunrise.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 182px;" /></a>O greater Maker of this Thy great sun, <br />Give me the strength this one day's race to run, <br />Fill me with light, fill me with sun-like strength, <br />Fill me with joy to rob the day its length. <br />Light from within, light that will outward shine, <br />Strength to make strong some weaker heart than mine, <br />Joy to make glad each soul that feels its touch; <br />Great Father of the sun, I ask this much.<br /><br />(a prayer by James Weldon Johnson)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-86088577981626394432024-02-27T10:00:00.003-05:002024-02-27T10:00:00.133-05:00On My Mother's Birthday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWuGZRyetHMrVkPaUnkJGvi0oiPYs8uGOnLr4zku4ctZ4-F4yUn3uzK7XtcdlSCIrWi8oeWbKA_XmajYr5lu1U9aoeKHRzfUrdZDpmndCYoOPli3LzF8P5GLRd1Ao34IKsPOjJRA/s1600/n637914605_1382771_1764.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWuGZRyetHMrVkPaUnkJGvi0oiPYs8uGOnLr4zku4ctZ4-F4yUn3uzK7XtcdlSCIrWi8oeWbKA_XmajYr5lu1U9aoeKHRzfUrdZDpmndCYoOPli3LzF8P5GLRd1Ao34IKsPOjJRA/s200/n637914605_1382771_1764.jpg" width="133" /></a></div>Abba, <br />
thank you for my mother, <br />
for the forty-nine years of life you gave her, <br />
and the fourteen years you gave me <br />
with her. <br />
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Thank you for the heritage of love, <br />
grace, <br />
faith, <br />
music, <br />
laughter, <br />
humility, <br />
faithfulness, <br />
diligence, <br />
hope, <br />
and submission <br />
you gave me through her. <br />
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Thank you for the ways she yet speaks, <br />
and for the unseen ways <br />
she is still a part of my life. <br />
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Have mercy, Lord, on all those <br />
in this great, wide world <br />
who are missing their mothers, <br />
grieving them, <br />
or needing them, <br />
in Jesus' name, amen. <br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-32530112640640591122024-02-26T10:00:00.001-05:002024-02-26T10:00:00.239-05:00You Lead, I'll Follow
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Jesus, today you lead, and I will follow. </div>
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Whatever I have to do today in my relationships, my body, my health, and my finances are in your hands. </div>
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I won't try to figure out the rest of my life. </div>
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I won't try to solve every day. </div>
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Just today. </div>
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You lead. </div>
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I'll follow. </div>
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(a prayer of John Ortberg, from <i><a href="https://amzn.to/484okqp" target="_blank">The Me I Want to Be</a></i>)</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-37406328986551565412024-02-25T10:00:00.001-05:002024-02-25T10:00:00.249-05:00God Help Me<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/T_pgGgHVxPg?si=nbXyLZN77aiVTgXr" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-83879041896740252622024-02-24T10:00:00.001-05:002024-02-24T10:00:00.147-05:00For Things Important to a Writer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFtnfkvDNMsvmCgIAWcNewv829TgGMP-VH05GttSwAf9-fQaYPaCVeZwAQ4zNG3C-QCu_lA5hkOHDwMA94MbKlFLmP66gxwxf8a55CLUzBbImPwG8QDWajiucvUogHuK5db_FmGQ/s1600/IMG_1855.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFtnfkvDNMsvmCgIAWcNewv829TgGMP-VH05GttSwAf9-fQaYPaCVeZwAQ4zNG3C-QCu_lA5hkOHDwMA94MbKlFLmP66gxwxf8a55CLUzBbImPwG8QDWajiucvUogHuK5db_FmGQ/s200/IMG_1855.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Abba, Father, Lord God, <br />
thank you that I can type so fast, <br />
that the internet makes research relatively easy (if dangerous), <br />
that I can work at home or in a coffee shop. <br />
<br />
Thank you that I can send manuscripts and galleys via email, <br />
that I can quickly search a document, <br />
that I can access, order, and download books online. <br />
<br />
Thank you that I can choose between screen and paper, <br />
digital or analog, <br />
old ways and new ways.<br />
<br />
Thank you for the quiet of my home office, <br />
and for the vast choices of music I can tap into <br />
to accompany and enliven my writing hours. <br />
<br />
Thank you for the ability to scan and print, <br />
to edit in hard copy or onscreen, <br />
to sit or stand as I write.<br />
<br />
Thank you for the "Do Not Disturb" function on my phone, <br />
for the "Reminders" I can set, <br />
and for the layers of Time Machine backups, <br />
in Jesus' name, amen. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13289179.post-73563657762718699802024-02-23T10:00:00.001-05:002024-02-23T10:00:00.127-05:00Speak Through<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Ol-2RjSckgyKlRzS4Oheq5KEekwv3juKmZB2B28Pwbywu6j0qzIRIliByat0HwFZbzdmCmWB0WJPaAh-jMtmOi_QngiNAafgaAyAwXR0rC6WJRov7k0laCrx59FBHqHHoalv7CIq0_taYO7u8R8CWz1VqHrEn3821BTnaIRnD8tyeOgYuoc/s320/Bob1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="214" data-original-width="320" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Ol-2RjSckgyKlRzS4Oheq5KEekwv3juKmZB2B28Pwbywu6j0qzIRIliByat0HwFZbzdmCmWB0WJPaAh-jMtmOi_QngiNAafgaAyAwXR0rC6WJRov7k0laCrx59FBHqHHoalv7CIq0_taYO7u8R8CWz1VqHrEn3821BTnaIRnD8tyeOgYuoc/s1600/Bob1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Lord, please speak through me. </div><div style="text-align: center;">If you don't speak,
it won't matter what I say. </div><div style="text-align: center;">But if you do speak,
it won't matter what I say.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0