Nothing in all creation is so like God as silence. – Meister Eckhart
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Lord, I was ever greedy of life, my attention always straining toward the parts of it that had not yet come . . . toward what was about to be, or might be, or hopefully would be, and especially toward those things that, by Your mercy, might turn out not to be after all.
I panted with longing to suck each segment of life dry of its pleasures. I plotted, with my self but despite myself, about tomorrow . . . about the “later” that was constantly morphing into now. You know how I worked, Lord, recklessly but prayerfully, to set time’s courses and, in Your name, to sculpt them to my intention to my definition of good.
But I am old now, Lord, and my prayers grown old as well. So it is that daily I am drawn, as here, to pray, “Deliver me, My Lord, from this my great sin, and take me, free of doubt and other longings, into Your good plan.”
by Phyllis Tickle
What I really lack is to be clear in my mind what I am to do, not what I am to know. . . . The thing is to understand myself, to see what God really wishes me to do. – Soren Kierkegaard
However, sometimes the drifting and the limping brings me to the place I know God wants me.
I can feel that my strengths are being used and valued and – to me – that indicates that God has placed me in that place at that time – in spite of my drifting and limping (or perhaps because of such a diverse and seemingly aimless path).
Sometimes, even in the midst of work and rush and disorganization, I am granted a sense of prayerful calm. Then, too, I know God has directed me to that place – at that time. I feel His guidance – in spite of my inadequacies.
At other times, it takes courage to resist the expectations of others who may want me in a job that is not my best. My prayer is that I will always recognize God’s direction and that I know when I bump up against my limits.
No one can doubt that numberless opportunities abound, by which through God’s grace the coldness and sleepiness of our minds can be shaken off. – John Cassian
This morning our Sharers Sunday School Class offered praises to God. Each of us privately wrote our special praise on a slip of paper which our teacher, Karen Aufderhaar, read and then clipped to a long Offering Stick.
These individual praises were lifted as a burnt praise offering to God.
It was a very meaningful and spiritual ceremony, interspersed with praise songs.
Reminding us of God’s blessings . . . Amen.
Praise for God’s Mighty Deeds and for His Answer to Prayer.
For the choir director. A Song. A Psalm.
1Shout joyfully to God, all the earth;
2Sing the glory of His name;
Make His praise glorious.
3Say to God, “How awesome are Your works!
Because of the greatness of Your power Your enemies will give feigned obedience to You.
4” All the earth will worship You,
And will sing praises to You;
They will sing praises to Your name.” Selah.
5Come and see the works of God,
Who is awesome in His deeds toward the sons of men.
6He turned the sea into dry land;
They passed through the river on foot;
There let us rejoice in Him!
7He rules by His might forever;
His eyes keep watch on the nations;
Let not the rebellious exalt themselves. Selah.
8Bless our God, O peoples,
And sound His praise abroad,
9Who keeps us in life
And does not allow our feet to slip.
10For You have tried us, O God;
You have refined us as silver is refined.
11You brought us into the net;
You laid an oppressive burden upon our loins.
12You made men ride over our heads;
We went through fire and through water,
Yet You brought us out into a place of abundance.
13I shall come into Your house with burnt offerings;
I shall pay You my vows,
14Which my lips uttered
And my mouth spoke when I was in distress.
15I shall offer to You burnt offerings of fat beasts,
With the smoke of rams;
I shall make an offering of bulls with male goats. Selah.
16Come and hear, all who fear God,
And I will tell of what He has done for my soul.
17I cried to Him with my mouth,
And He was extolled with my tongue.
18If I regard wickedness in my heart,
The Lord will not hear;
19But certainly God has heard;
He has given heed to the voice of my prayer.
20Blessed be God,
Who has not turned away my prayer.
Prayer is either a sheer illusion or a personal contact between embryonic, incomplete persons (ourselves) and the utterly concrete Person. Prayer in the sense of petition, asking for things, is a small part of it; confession and penitence are its threshold, adoration its sanctuary, the presence and vision and enjoyment of God its bread and wine. In it God shows Himself to us.
– C. S. Lewis [The World’s Last Night, Chapter I]