So many here are hurting. Emotionally, physically, mentally & spiritually. My prayer is for peace, strength & healing to you my friends. Life can be very overwhelming sometimes and I have no “magic” answers but do know my strength and help comes from my creator, when I remember to give him control (not easy for me)
Well, hope your day is going to be doing something you enjoy and will put a smile on your face. I will be watching tonight before bed the movie Fairytale once again. Sweet story (based on fact theoretically in England in early 1900s) Harry Houdini was one of the characters. Plan to go to the annual parade. I only go if temps are warm & it is not raining. So that means I don't go often. Good day here however.
Don't forget to wear something green. Here are a few ideas.
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Would you pray for my sister? the burly worker asked awkwardly. I eyed him suspiciously.
Months earlier, muggy August heat intensified emotions in the pre-strike atmosphere of the assembly plant where I was working that summer. Managers drove production at a frenzied pace and union members resisted. During breaks, we were coached by union officials on slowing down our output. My faith and idealism got me in the doghouse because I didnt think God would accept anything but my best effort. I naively tried to explain.
My co-workers response was harassment, and this burly worker asking for prayer had been the ringleader. An undesirable task? I got the assignment. Off-color jokes had me as the star.
So now I greeted this prayer request with suspicion. Why me? His answer jarred me: Because shes got cancer, he said gruffly, and I need someone God will hear. The bitter rancor between us eased as I prayed for his sister.
Like the centurion in Luke 7, people in the storms of life dont waste time or mince words. They go directly to the people whose faith theyve tagged as real. We need to be those people. Do our lives mark us as a go-to person in touch with God?