Wednesday, June 28, 2023
Friday, June 23, 2023
Wednesday, June 21, 2023
“Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.”
Friday, June 16, 2023
I'm reading the through the Bible this year.
Started in June with the encouragement from Allie, Proverbs 31 girl
Yesterday we finished Job. Allie's comments on suffering and eternal focus were just perfect and I wish I could share then but they went away. (Clips on Instagram stories only last 24 hours unless they are saved in a special place).
However, Allie also shared this song. Though you Slay Me by Shane and Shane with words from John Piper. I just sobbed while listening to them. Suffering is a big stumbling block, for I would say...all of us. Understanding and believing that our suffering is not meaningless, well, that is everything. Our loved ones are waiting for us.
Have a listen to this song and make sure your tissues are nearby.
Love you all.
Wednesday, June 07, 2023
I jotted this prayer down over twenty years ago. It was found in an Elisabeth Elliot book.
Now it is my time. It's for me.
Lord, You know better than I know myself that I am getting older and will someday be old.
Keep me from... the fatal habit of thinking I must say something in every subject and on every occasion.
Release me from craving to straighten out everybody's affairs.
Make me thoughtful but not moody, helpful but not bossy.
With my vast store of wisdom it seems a pity not to use it all, but You know, Lord, that I want a few friends at the end.
Keep my mind from the recital of endless details-give me wings to come to the point.
Seal my lips on my aches and pains. They are increasing, and my love of rehearsing them is becoming sweeter. I dare not ask for grace enough to enjoy the tales of others' pains, but help me to endure the with patience.
I dare not ask for improved memory, but for a growing humility and a lessening cocksureness when my memory seems to clash with the memories of others. Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally I will be mistaken.
Keep me reasonably sweet. I do not want to be a saint-some of them are so hard to live with-but a sour old woman is one of the crowning works of the devil.
Give me the ability to see good things in unexpected places, and talents in unexpected people. And give me the grace to tell them so.
Encourage one another,