Past Prayers

Classic Sound of Spring
O my God, we huddled against an unusually harsh winter this year. Spring is finally here. My heart swells like magnolia buds when I hear the musical trill of the red-winged blackbird preparing to nest in the dry cattails. Thanks for noisy birdsong, purple crocuses, and blue and green quiet beside the pond.

The Sun Shines in His Strength
“Thus saith Pharaoh, I will not give you straw.” Exodus 5
O my God, when the day is hard, and pain like jagged lightening splits my world, and then the straw is taken away and I still have to make my daily quota of bricks, I give thanks. All is well, for all my days.

A Full Cup
“The earth is the Lord’s, and the fulness thereof.” Ps. 24
O my God, winter sunsets in Indiana are too beautiful. My cup runs over when I see deep reds like rumpled blankets cover the western sky, and misty pink strands trail up and over to the east, a symphony of color and hallelujah chorus to the closing day.

Hurry, I Need Patience
“A soft answer turns away wrath.” Prov. 15
O my God, Help me learn patience fast. The Bible says we live threescore and ten. I only have seven more years to figure it out. Thank You every day for grace, and help me extend it to those around me, especially when others can’t see things the way I do.

This is My Rest
“This is my rest forever. Here will I dwell.” Ps. 132
O my God, You dwell among us and call us by name. Each morning I feel good will toward all, and then I get out of bed and slip and slide all day. May I see Your face in the people I meet today and look for You around every corner, like Abraham did when he looked up from his tent door in the heat of the day and saw You coming across the way.

High Places
“The Lord God is my strength. He will make my feet like hinds’ feet.” Ps. 18
O my God, You help me walk on the sides of the cliff in the high places. In the midst of hardships, the mist on the mountain encloses me. But faith sings clearest in the clouds. Seeing Your strength in others’ trials, we are able to dance in ours.

“It is manna. This is the bread the Lord has given you to eat.” Ex. 16
O my God, You feed us every morning. The Israelites didn’t like the same food day after day, but I get to eat from an infinite smorgasbord – just so long as I like what You serve me.

Raise Your Head
“O, raise your head for Love is passing by.” Chris Rice
O my God, I want to hibernate this winter like the turtles. Help me raise my head out of the mud, blink in the light, and look around. I just might see You everywhere.