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A Prayer for Paris

Father, we are saddened by the news of the awful massacre in Paris on Friday night.

We pause to think of and pray for those affected. We remember those who were injured, asking that

You will be with the medical staff treating and caring for them.

We pray for those who grieve the loss of a family member or friend. Comfort them at this dreadful

time. We pray too for those who still seek news of a relative or friend.

Lord, be with the emergency services in the aftermath of this tragedy, and the politicians as they

discuss and take action.

Loving God your purpose and plan for our fallen, broken world was to send Jesus as Saviour. As we

approach this Advent time help us to remember that Your purpose still prevails.

Be with us in our time together today. Amen.

That dog is Lucky

Mary and her husband Jim had a dog named “Lucky.” Lucky was a real character. Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visit they would warn their friends to not leave their luggage open because Lucky would help himself to whatever struck his fancy. Inevitably, someone would forget and something would come up missing.

Mary or Jim would go to Lucky’s toy box in the basement and there the treasure would be, amid all of Lucky’s other favorite toys. Lucky always stashed his finds in his toy box and he was very particular that his toys stay in the box.

It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer.

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Coming Near

Now after John was arrested, Jesus came to Galilee, proclaiming the good news of God, and saying, “The time is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God has come near;  repent, and believe in the good news.”  Mark 1:14-16 (NRSV)

 

NASA has mercifully informed us that the asteroid that is closing in on Earth, at this moment, will miss us! So it should be whizzing out into the darkness of space having ‘come near’ by next Sunday.

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The Bookshop

I climbed the stairs slowly to the secondhand book store. There sitting in piles of stock sat it’s owner reading behind a tatty desk. Above him was pinned a notice proclaiming – there is a book here for you! Somehow I doubted it. Yet I searched reasonably diligently in the novels, hobbies and history sections. Even the personal development and spirituality shelves held nothing to whet my appetite of imagination. So I couldn’t resist the temptation to return to the desk and remark – ‘ I can’t find my book.’ The old man smiled and said, ‘it’s there behind you!’ I turned and saw a volume bearing my name. On opening it, I read my early life, my youth and my recent stagnating years. I saw days of  success and failure, happiness and sadness, peace and struggle. Finally, I found a paragraph starting –  ‘I climbed the stairs slowly…..’ . The remaining pages were blank. In my surprise I turned to the shop owner . He was offering a pen and gesturing that I now write something afresh.

Lord, thanks for the blank pages
Of life yet to come
Many we write on them
Words that are worthy of ourselves
And you

Amen

Writing the answer

He prayed on his knees. He prayed standing. He prayed sitting. But he had never heard the voice of God.

 

So he started to write down his prayers. At first no more than a few lines – big issues and real problems. He still heard nothing. Yet he wrote on, enjoying the confidence of pen and paper. Page after page, notebook after notebook were filled with the intimacies of his deepest thoughts and desires. But yet he sensed no answer.

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Summer tales – Woman on the deck chair

The woman sat on the deck chair looking out to sea. Way out, she saw a ship and imagined it going to the tropics; to the warmth that she had never felt. Now  life had been good to her in a material sense at least. In personal relations she had been less fortunate. In truth, she could buy a gift for anyone but had no one to give it to.

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