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March 27, 2009 Lucky

Lucky lucky lucky

or should I say

blessed blessed blessed

See Lord I left my debit card at the grocey store last night and didn’t realize it until I went to get gas this morning..

So I did the classic Connie thing and imagined all the horrible ways my financial world was going to crumble and all the administrative nightmares I would have to tackle over the next week

When somewhere the thought came to me

JUST CALL the store…they might still have it…..

So I did

and they did

and I am SOOOOO

lucky lucky lucky

blessed blessed blessed

Thanks Lord

Amen

— Constance Corey

Lent Day 26—26 March 2009

Hi God,

I’m thinking about families today;
how they mark the progression of time.
First my mother turns 100,
then my father-in-law turns 90,
and today, my brother turns 70.
Next week, Brewster turns 10.
What’s up with all the numbers ending in zero?
    Even I’ll get into the act—sort of—
    when I turn 0×040 in a few months.
    (they say you have a sense of humor;
    does that even extend to geek jokes?)

Anyway, I want to thank you for families.
They give us a daily lesson in interconnectedness,
in learning compromise on competing agendas,
and also a reminder of the ephemeral nature of life.

Also, please have mercy on my soul,
sinner though I continue to be,
for almost 0×040 years now.

Amen

— Larry Piper

March 26th Musings

The sky is blue, the sun is rising, birds are flying and I awake.
Oh that I would start my day with a spirited, energy exuding spark.
(Maybe after a shower and some decaf coffee…)
God, you provide all that I need,
even if I think I NEED something more.
Help me to understand that your sufficiency is not the worlds,
that I have been given gifts without measure which I can use
to benefit myself and those around me as well.
Give me the strength to share my gifts, whatrever they are,
even when I feel frail or
worn down or just plain tired and depressed.
Help me to jump for joy so to speak at the sight of a crocus
or the budding of the lilac bush in my yard.
Quicken my breath at the song of a bird.
Reenergize my spirit for each day that I breath,
that I might see you in all that is around me and rejoice.
I pray that you will be with all your children today,
especially those who are in pain of body, mind or soul.
I pray that you will send angels to be with us to
help us feel that we are held close and loved,
even in our darkest days.
Rejoicing, I say,
Amen

— Joan Kingston

Lent Day 25—25 March 2009

Hi God,

I’m thinking about how
one should eat one’s own dog food.
Executives at GM, apparently,
get free cars every few months.
BUT, they never have to repair the cars
and they never have to put gas in them.
That’s all done for them.
So they don’t really know
what it’s like actually to own
one of their cars.
In short, they don’t
eat their own dog food.

I’m thinking that we Christians
often have problems
eating our own dog food.
It’s pretty easy to make judgments
on other folks when it comes to sins
we won’t ever have to face in ourselves.
But, we expect people to be more understanding
of our own particular sins.
It’s pretty easy to become full
of righteous indignation at some slight.
We expect, however, that people
won’t become huffy at slights we might cause.
Hey, we didn’t really mean it, right?
We just had a lapse in judgment.
They should cut us some slack.

But, if we ate our own dog food,
we’d be viewing and judging people
in the exact same way
we would wish them
to view and judge us.

So my prayer today
is that you help us
see ourselves in other people,
and treat them as we wish
they would be treating us.

Also, please have mercy on my soul,
sinner though I be.

Amen

— Larry Piper

Weds March 25, 2009 Meaning

Ok God

What is it that makes our work meaningful?

I think I understand intuitively what is not meaningful
Seems I live it most days

BUT

I have to ask

Why did you make so many of us
without the temperment
to save babies
to work with the dying?

Why did you make so few of us
with the creativity
to bring a story to life on the stage
to paint
to sculpt beauty
to create music with voice and instrument?

Why do you
give us the the longing to be able to create beauty
without giving us the ability to create beauty?

amen

— Constance Corey

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