Prayer request bump
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Posted on 12/08/2006 7:06:36 PM PST by The Drowning Witch
I just got off the phone with my sister. She called me in tears, to tell me about a dear friend of hers, a husband and a father of 2, that had had a massive heart attack at the age of 43. He was clinically dead for 30 minutes until they got him to the hospital, where he was revived 5 times, and is now in a coma. His doctors have a grim diagnosis for his recovery.
His name is Dave Jones.
His wife is Denise.
Dave is one of the good ones. Dave NEEDS to be in this world because his place in Heaven is already assured.
My wife has put in a prayer request at the largest Lutheran church in Atlanta, where she is the facilities manager.
I told my sister that between the wife and myself, the church, and the FReepers, that at least 50,000 people would be praying for Dave.
My sister is not prone to call me on a Friday night to ask for ANYTHING. Please, say a little something tonight for this guy.
Thank you in advance, Merry Christmas and God Bless.
Witch
O Lord,
Teach us how to walk
in a world that shows so clearly
the heart of darkness that beats
without your light to shatter the midnight,
without your touch to soften the anger,
without your voice to soothe the hatred,
without your love to heal the hurts.
Each day we can look around us
and hear the growing cacophony,
the anger of Cain slaying his brother,
the selfish determination of Eve to have her own way,
Lust that trips even good men like David,
Weeping and wailing that pierces the night,
Despair and grief piling high upon anger.
In this hard world
that seems to be growing harder,
Help us realize how important it is
to be the salt that preserves
by the spreading of your truth with our lives,
to be the light that shows
how God is love,
and not the tool for our hate,
how to be the leaven
that lets heaven's light and air
permeate through the hardness of a sin-sick world,
and let us touch those you bring our way
with the hope that can only come from you
through our actions,
our choices,
our words,
this day and always,
amen.
BTTT
PRAYERS FOR DAVE AND FAMILY!
"My people shall dwell in quiet resting places."
- Isaiah 32:18
Peace and rest belong not to the unregenerate, they are the peculiar
possession of the Lord's people, and of them only. The God of Peace gives
perfect peace to those whose hearts are stayed upon him. When man was
unfallen, his God gave him the flowery bowers of Eden as his quiet resting
places; alas! how soon sin blighted the fair abode of innocence. In the
day of universal wrath when the flood swept away a guilty race, the chosen
family were quietly secured in the resting-place of the ark, which floated
them from the old condemned world into the new earth of the rainbow and
the covenant, herein typifying Jesus, the ark of our salvation. Israel
rested safely beneath the blood-besprinkled habitations of Egypt when the
destroying angel smote the first-born; and in the wilderness the shadow of
the pillar of cloud, and the flowing rock, gave the weary pilgrims sweet
repose. At this hour we rest in the promises of our faithful God, knowing
that his words are full of truth and power; we rest in the doctrines of
his word, which are consolation itself; we rest in the covenant of his
grace, which is a haven of delight.
More highly favoured are we than David in Adullam, or Jonah beneath his
gourd, for none can invade or destroy our shelter.
The person of Jesus is the quiet resting-place of his people, and when we
draw near to him in the breaking of the bread, in the hearing of the word,
the searching of the Scriptures, prayer, or praise, we find any form of
approach to him to be the return of peace to our spirits.
"I hear the words of love, I gaze upon the blood,
I see the mighty sacrifice, and I have peace with God.
'Tis everlasting peace, sure as Jehovah's name,
'Tis stable as his steadfast throne, for evermore the same:
The clouds may go and come, and storms may sweep my sky,
This blood-sealed friendship changes not, the cross is ever nigh."
C.H.SPURGEON!