You have given me eyes to see with, O God,
and ears to hear life's sounds and sorrows
and yet my seeing and hearing
like my tasting and touching
are wounded and weakened by failures.
As rest can heal the sores of a body
and sleep restores its strength
so may your angels of grace visit me in the night
that the senses of my soul may be born afresh.
Visit my dreams with messengers of grace, O God.,
That the senses of my soul may be born again.J. Philip Newell
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Closing Prayer
Thanks
Thanks, to those of you who have mentioned me to God in the past little bit. It has helped, a lot.
The combined work stresses, together with hot weather and no sleep, and some kind of illness has left me a bit done in. Add to that some serious extended family stuff and car stuff, windows, flat tires, etc. And I'm hosed. There were a few moments I seriously thought I might be loosing it.
But it's better now. There are moments of feeling overwhelmed, but there is a steady growing sense of God's presence and strong leading. He's taking me through some things, and he's going there with me. He is so strong, there is comfort in his strength.
Feels like a season of deep ... I don't know, "testing" seems so cliche, but the strength of the man is being tested. Some points are found weak and needing attention.
This week has been an extra blessing. Time to listen and hear. Time to feel his strength, and my weakness. Still a few scary times, but then there is strength, and mostly peace.
So thanks eh? I really do appreciate it.
You are good people.
Morning Prayer
Thanks be to you, O God,
for the night and it's light,
for stars that emerge out of evening skies
and the white moon's radiance.
Thanks be to you
for the earth's unfolding of colour
and the bright sheen of creatures from ocean depths.
In the darknesses of the world
and in the night of my own soul
let me be looking with longing for light
let me be looking in hope.J. Philip Newell
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
A funny thing happened on the way from the wedding...
The groom Leighton, who runs PrairieFusion and the server on which this blog resides, announced yesterday that for the first time in how many years, he was turning off his cell phone for the night.
Shortly afterwards the server crashed, and he was, um, unavailable.
I blame myself though. I told him to have lots of sex.