Posts tagged with: prayer

Seeking Silence and Solitude

And in the morning, rising up a great while before day, he went out and departed into a solitary place, and there prayed.  {Mark 1:35} The bright March sunlight looked inviting as it reflected off patches of crusted snow, but...
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A Mama’s Heartache and Hope

I stared at the highway stretched out in front of me and began to relax as the city traffic thinned and travelers began to space themselves out on the open stretch of road. I snapped on the radio and held...
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Grace Lessons in Miserable Mistakes

After my oldest son, Justin, suffered severe brain damage, he had difficulty maintaining a normal sleep/wake cycle. One night he was particularly irritable. Even after rocking him for some time after everyone else had gone to bed, I still could...
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Lest We Forget

My phone chimes and the words, “I’m fine” pop up and I breathe a sigh of relief. “I can’t call out, but I’m OK” reaffirm the message from my son in Oklahoma. That was 13 days ago – almost two...
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Earnest Prayer

“I will pray for you.”  The words roll off my tongue easily enough and many times my heart whispers a short prayer right at that moment if I do not have the courage to boldly pray aloud. But for the...
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Making the Common Profound by Pausing – edited from the archives

Today is a federal holiday; it is a day off work, a day to focus on the numerous list of things I feel I never have time to do, and yet lunch passed and I felt as though my day was just slipping away...
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God is Mindful of Us

The past several days have been absolutely beautiful autumn days. As I step out into the cool morning air I praise Him for the beauty of the season and when I watch the sun set each night, I again thank...
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Listening

I often like to slip out onto the front porch in the early morning just before dawn or in the evening at the close of the day to just enjoy the silence, but a summer morning would not be the...
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Falling to Our Knees

The strongest freefall into grace. The words seem to jump out at me from the last line in the post by Ann Voskamp, but when I go back to read it again, I find my eyes have deceived me and...
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Grace Colored Glasses

When I was a girl I had a friend who seemed to find the good in every situation. She was always happy and cheerful and I remember hearing a teacher say she viewed the world through ‘rose-colored glasses’. I did...
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