Posted on 11/09/2006 6:49:58 PM PST by Knitting A Conundrum
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Selah
Merry Christmas to all the Prayer Warriors here at FR.
While you're at it, could you sneak in a quick prayer for my two grandchildren who will be flying to Senegal this weekend? They will be visiting their missionary parents over there for the Christmas holidays. And, of course, the airlines are on high alert.
Thank you in advance!
Joh 14:21 Whoever has my commandments and keeps them, he it is who loves me. And he who loves me will be loved by my Father, and I will love him and manifest myself to him."
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Joh 14:23 Jesus answered him, "If anyone loves me, he will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our home with him.
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Joh 16:12 "I still have many things to say to you, but you cannot bear them now.
Joh 16:13 When the Spirit of truth comes, he will guide you into all the truth, for he will not speak on his own authority, but whatever he hears he will speak, and he will declare to you the things that are to come.
Joh 16:14 He will glorify me, for he will take what is mine and declare it to you.
Oh Most Precious Lord,
We need a revelation of you.
We need a fresh annointing of your Spirit.
We need instruction by your Spirit who teaches us of you.
Send your Spirit to help us. Open our eyes. Give us understanding.
Satisfy our hunger and thirst for Righteousness.
Help us to be ready for the work of your Kingdom.
The deceiver of all men is already hard at work.
Help us to know Truth and be strengthened, guided and directed by it.
I ask this in Jesus' Name.
http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/s/o/sogdumyh.htm
Spirit of God, descend upon my heart;
Wean it from earth; through all its pulses move;
Stoop to my weakness, mighty as Thou art;
And make me love Thee as I ought to love.
I ask no dream, no prophet ecstasies,
No sudden rending of the veil of clay,
No angel visitant, no opening skies;
But take the dimness of my soul away.
Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;
Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear.
To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh,
Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.
Hast Thou not bid me love Thee, God and King?
All, all Thine own, soul, heart and strength and mind.
I see Thy cross; there teach my heart to cling:
O let me seek Thee, and O let me find!
Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,
One holy passion filling all my frame;
The kindling of the heaven descended Dove,
My heart an altar, and Thy love the flame.
Father,
Send Your Bright Angels with these children of your servants. Help them to have a peaceful flight. Give them Joy and Blessings during this visit. Multiply your work in this mission. May it yield an abundant harvest, until the family will be reunited once more.
I ask this in Jesus'Name.
Greetings to you Palladin.
Please pray for this FReeper's father:
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1756130/posts
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Psa 68:1...A Song. God shall arise, his enemies shall be scattered; and those who hate him shall flee before him!
Psa 68:2 As smoke is driven away, so you shall drive them away; as wax melts before fire, so the wicked shall perish before God!
Psa 68:3 But the righteous shall be glad; they shall exult before God; they shall be jubilant with joy!
Psa 68:4 Sing to God, sing praises to his name; lift up a song to him who rides through the deserts; his name is the LORD; exult before him!
Psa 68:5 Father of the fatherless and protector of widows is God in his holy habitation.
Oh Heavenly Father,
Thank you for a new day.
Help us to see your hand today at work.
You are Merciful and Kind.
Your Word will perform what it has been sent to do.
Help us to walk by faith and not by sight.
Arise Oh Lord to your rightful Throne.
Be Enthroned on the praises of your people.
Bless those who cry to you.
Defend those who are without aid.
Rescue those who have lost their footing.
Cleanse and comfort and feed us with that hidden Manna.
In Jesus' Name I ask these things.
Let God arise in all His might,
And put the troops of hell to flight,
As smoke that sought to cloud the skies
Before the rising tempest flies.
He comes arrayed in burning flames,
Justice and Vengeance are His names;
Behold His fainting foes expire,
Like melting wax before the fire.
He rides and thunders through the sky,
His Name, Jehovah, sounds on high;
Sing to His Name, ye sons of grace;
Ye saints, rejoice before His face.
The widow and the fatherless
Fly to His aid in sharp distress;
In Him the poor and helpless find
A Judge that’s just, a Father kind.
He breaks the captive’s heavy chain,
And prisoners see the light again;
But rebels that dispute His will
Shall dwell in chains and darkness still.
Kingdoms and thrones to God belong;
Crown Him, ye nations, in your song:
His wondrous names and powers rehearse;
His honors shall enrich your verse.
He shakes the heav’ns with loud alarms;
How terrible is God in arms!
In Israel are His mercies known,
Israel is His peculiar throne.
Proclaim Him King, pronounce Him blest;
He’s your Defense, your Joy, your Rest:
When terrors rise and nations faint,
God is the Strength of every saint.
--Isaac Watts
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Jesus said to his disciples:
“What is your opinion? If a man has a hundred sheep and one of them goes astray, will he not leave the ninety-nine in the hills and go in search of the stray? And if he finds it, amen, I say to you, he rejoices more over it than over the ninety-nine that did not stray. In just the same way, it is not the will of your heavenly Father that one of these little ones be lost.” Matthew 18:12-14
There are moments that I am amazed
at the strong hands unsought
that lift me up out of the morass
I find myself,
out of the dark crevass
where I am wedged,
lost and confused.
Can I speak
of the gratitude within my heart
for the touch of my shepherd
when the valley seems so dark,
the shadow of death
seems so near,
and dawn seems forever away?
Yours are the waters
that purify me,
that sooth my soul,
Yours is the bread of life,
the green pastures
that restore me,
that transform me,
that shape me
after your will.
Yours is the staff that defends me,
and in your shadow,
under your watchful eye,
I am safe,
even as the enemy would devour me.
Yours the goodness and mercy
that rescues me,
that calls me,
that saves me.
Let me dwell in your house,
walk in your ways,
rest myself safe in your loving arms,
This day, and always.
Amen.
Oh, Knitting, what a Refreshment to my Soul it was to Read these Beautiful Words! I'm going to Catch Up Now on the Last Few Posts on the Thread, because I Fell Behind Yesterday. Our Lord Bless Every Heart who Reads these Offerings to our King.
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This Portion of Scripture was a Blessing to me this Morning as I Read it, and a Comfort, as I was Missing Some Dear Ones who have Departed for the Heavenly Shores.
'And now, dear brothers and sisters, we want you to know what will happen to the believers who have died so you will not grieve like people who have no hope. For since we believe that Jesus died and was raised to life again, we also believe that when Jesus returns, God will bring back with him the believers who have died. We tell you this directly from the Lord: We who are still living when the Lord returns will not meet him ahead of those who have died. For the Lord himself will come down from heaven with a commanding shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trumpet call of God. First, the Christians who have died will rise from their graves. Then, together with them, we who are still alive and remain on the earth will be caught up in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. Then we will be with the Lord forever. So encourage each other with these words.'
Thank You for Your Love to us in Christ, O Abba-Father. Our Hope is in Thee, our God Who Gives us Life. Thank You for Working in us through Your Spirit's Power to Conform us to the Image of Thy Son. Revive and Renew our America, O King, and Fill us with Great Love to Jesus Christ. May Thy Children Shine through the Darkness of our Land, Bringing the Light of our Jesus to the Lost.
Protect and Bless Palladin's Grandchildren, and Restore Pollywog's Health Speedily, is our Prayer. Glory to You, O Master our King, for Keeping us in Your Will and Your Grace. 'Your Steadfast Love, O Lord, is as Great as the Heavens. Your Faithfulness Reaches Beyond the Clouds.' (Ps.36:5) Help us, Abba-Father, to Reverence You More Every Day. We Love You, our Shepherd of Grace, as we Pray in our Jesus' Name, amen.
Amen.
Thank you for the beautiful prayer.
Thank you! That's a lovely website.
Thank you, Kitty Mittens! May God Bless you in a special way on the Birthday of His Son.
You're welcome. Here's a shortcut to the FR Candle Room:
http://www.gratefulness.org/candles/candles.cfm?l=eng&gi=FRPR
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