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Prayer for those in fear

Looming on horizon
Tsunami of my fears
Feeling of the hopeless
Turning now to prayers

Voice of desperation
Falls into the night
Arising as a whisper
The Presence of Your light

Fear not my beloved
I’m with you on the way
I will not forsake
With you I will stay

Still my faith be shaky
As challenge now arrives
Weathering the storm
Cling to Lord I strive

But to my amazement
I view an ocean clear
Body of pure grace
Relief in joy appears

Faith though storm is strengthened
As word of Lord stands true
Grateful be this soul
Forever cling to You

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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.

The Tree

The tree remembered being planted in the churchyard those many summers ago. For he saw the young daughter of the squire slipping a copy of  that new book on Pride and Prejudice in to wile away the long sermon. This blissful rural scene was oblivious to the battles being fought on land and sea to fence in the tyrant Napoleon.
He brought to mind the parishioners chattering excitedly having been told of a war far away over whether humans could own humans; trees never own each other more than they can own  God’s sunlight.

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View from a bridge

The children sat on the farm track bridge over the multi lane highway. They speculated where each speeding car was going. Being young they could only imagine happy places; exotic holidays or trips to a fun fair. After awhile they wondered to each other if this was how God saw people on their journeys. They came to the conclusion that it was.
And so when their grandfather came to collect them for their evening meal, they told him of all the enticing destinations that they imagined for the people far below. The old man smiled yet he knew many were not so bound. Some would be going home to family troubles, financial worries and fears of  illness. As they wound their way home, the children asked if the view they had from the bridge was the same as for God. ‘Not quite’ said their grandfather – ‘God seems them differently.  You see God is with them in their cars.’

Let us pray:

Lord God,
Help us not to see people from afar
But close up on their life’s journey.
Be with us as we speed through the world
And be with us pool, at our happy and sad destinations.

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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Thought for the week – how to wait

I waited patiently for the Lord,

He turned to me and heard my cry

(Psalm 40.1)

 

When was the last time you had to wait in a queue? Well, if you are like me, you start by avoiding them in the first place. Then, if that fails, there is nothing more enjoyable than complaining to the person next to you about the time-wasting.

It seems then we have lost the art of queuing – or more precisely – queuing patiently. This isn’t really surprising as everywhere today we see ‘express’, 24-hour delivery and fast food. Information, television programmes and a multitude of other experiences are split into bite sizes so that they can be instantly delivered an even more quickly consumed.

And that’s why this verse from the Psalms is so easy to read and inwardly ignore. Since the idea of waiting patiently on any one even God is an anathema to most.

Yet, in the end, God is not to be hurried, God has his own timetable, God in Christ Jesus will act only when he is good and ready.

 

How then do we cope with this constraint on our overwhelming demand for the immediate?

 

Well, that seems to depend on the type of waiting we can discipline ourselves to undertake.

For, we can wait aimlessly as if for a bus or train. We can wait complainingly as we do at supermarket check-outs. We can even wait fearfully as we do for that letter about a test result. Yet we can also do ‘Christmas type’ waiting. You’ll remember it from childhood. You’ll remember that expectant, gleeful almost rapturous waiting that dominated our Decembers. You’ll remember, as well, the joy of the waiting’s end – when God was with us.

 

So let’s try this week to wait more patiently on the Lord. Let’s try to be more expectant that God’s timetable will eventually bring the best for us. Above all, let’s look forward to the moment when God answer us handsomely but inevitably on his cue.

 

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Are you over-tired?

KNACKERED

Busy world; busy life; busy work; busy relationships!
Energy levels crashing to the floor;
Stress climbing; exhaustion overload.
I’m lost in the chaos and drained by the load.
Where can I find my rest?
Where can I find my share of peace?

Lord, calm the ocean of my soul, and steer me towards the home port for rest.
Let your love wash over my troubled body,
and your peace still my agitated heart.
Make me yours and make me well,
Let me slumber in the shade of your tree.
When I awake let me see the world through rested eyes.
Freshened by your care and open to your possibilities.