Come Close, Lord, and hear my prayer as I come with great hesitation seeking reconciliation with you, my God. I find that my lips will hardly form these words, and yet, if I am honest, I know that at times there has been hidden in my heart a resentment toward you, my God. The reason, Lord, is that from the start you have shaped my world, formed my body, gifted my mind, and placed me within my family. I have held you responsible...
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Tonight, as on other nights, I’m walking alone through the valley of fear. O God, I pray that you will hear me, for you alone know what is in my heart. Lift me out of the valley of despair and set my soul free. (Anne Wadey)
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Fullness It strikes me as impossible to write about emptiness. I realize that the prompt I am using here was geared toward photographers. But, even there, it is impossible to photograph emptiness. Isn’t it? Emptiness—the absence of somethingness. And no matter what space you write about, or draw about, or photograph, there is something always there. God is never absent. There is no such thing as emptiness, unless you are...
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Prayer For Peace And Strength Lord, I come to you for help. Life is full of trials and turmoil. Sometimes it gets the best of even the strongest of your people. You, Lord, are the one to turn to. I am in need of your guidance through this time. Lord, show me the way to obtain strength to combat the trials of life. I know your love is infinite Because of your infinite love, peace can be obtained. With strength and peace I can face...
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Once you’ve heard a child cry out to Heaven for help, and go unanswered, nothing’s ever the same again. Nothing. Even God changes. But there is a healing hand at work that cannot be deflected from its purpose. I just can’t make sense of it, other than to cry. Those tears are part of what it is to be a monk. Out there, in the world, it can be very cold. It seems to be about luck, good and bad, and the distribution is...
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