As we spend the next days, awaiting our young friend, Thomas', CT scan on Wednesday and Mark's procedure on Monday, we are intensifying intercessory prayer. Join us? Knowing that God goes before them, that they are His and He is theirs is a deep, abiding comfort. We long to co-labor with them, to shoulder their burden. To labor and pray. (Ora et labora). Oh Lord, have mercy...
My unbelieving grandfather, today is being moved to my aunt's home in Arizona, away from his sweetheart wife, Sonya, so that hospice care may be provided during his last days upon this earth. He is suffering greatly, in body and soul. Please pray, friends.My dad will be flying out to sit with him, to comfort and to tell, again, the beautiful story of grace. So we pray, Lord, have mercy...
While physical distance feels vastly limiting, and despite my weak-willed nature, I turn to a realm more real than eyes can see. In prayer, I want to be found faithful. In this too, Lord have mercy...
I know even as I ask, that He IS full of mercy, He has always been merciful, and that He assuredly will be, so these days I petition His mercy even as I thank Him for it.
He does not give His children a stone for bread...
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Praying! May His presence be tangible in all of these situations. He indeed is our loving Heavenly Father who gives us bread.
Love,
Adela
I love that turn of phrase of Brother Francis' "ora et labora" and it has been a teacher of mine for decades. How my heart aches for your heart aches. Oh goodness, of if you'd only seen the string of typos I've just put out, you'd be laughing instead of crying! A good friend of mine once cautioned me against typing while on strong pharmaceucticals...
Thank you Amy for the reminder about the Maedas this week, I will do what I can from here. I have been thinking of your grandfather, and his Sonya, may the days ahead bring peace and comfort for them both.
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