Morning Prayer 2.18.18, First Sunday in Lent — The Daily Office

Then I turned to the Lord God, to seek an answer by prayer and supplication with fasting and sackcloth and ashes. To the Lord our God belong mercy and forgiveness, because we have rebelled against him and have not obeyed the voice of the Lord our God by following his laws which he set before […]

via Morning Prayer 2.18.18, First Sunday in Lent — The Daily Office

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Help I’m afraid

Peter, got out of the boat and yelled save me I’m drowning….

Mary Magdalene asked the gardener for help and found Jesus calling her name.

Help me Lord. I am so afraid of loss. I don’t want to lose anymore..i can’t take the pain. But Lord you know about pain my pain. You have been here all along wanting to heal me of all this loss. The loss of family, the loss of youth, the loss of hope, but still you are there.  Even I. The loss of self and undergoing violence still you are there healing and bringimg comfort. I thank you Lord that you have promised to walk with. ME through the lonesome dark valleys and dark nights of the soul. Amen

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Help me, Jesus

When Peter was sinking, he cried out, “Help me, Jesus”..we do well to remember those words. Sometimes the waves seem high, but Jesus is present there. Hold my hand, precious Lord, Keep me safe through this hour. I am weak, I am worn, I am tired…

Through the storm, through the night precious Lord keep me safe..

Precious Lord take my hand.

 

 

Interest

Singular or plural interest or interests Become hobbies which become work

 

Colleagues and expectations become a part of the interest

I am interested in God. God is interested in me. Now for that I am truly thankful. God wants to communicate and gives a warming of the heart, you might call a calling or a strong interest. I am interested in you but you might never know it.

I don’t want to interrupt or complicate your life but I am interested in you.

I am your  soul warmer. Lol

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Wednesday before Holy Cross

Let not the poor be forsaken  or

Let not the hope of the poor be forsaken

Help me o Lord, rich but poor in spirit

For yours is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory forever.and ever.

Monday ?.God is here.

Today, June 19th, 2017, I feel at odds with myself, not unlike other Mondays. Monday I need a Sabbatical, and I did swim, but I also need a housekeeper. Fatigue and some loneliness swim before my eyes. I think dinner will help, but not with the longing for something I can’t seem to know. That I am loved deep down in my soul. Laura seems to know it, and out of that heart comes prayer.

i want to go to Canterbury but not alone. I want to read the booklist and stay home, but that feels like admitting that I can’t which is too much to admit. I’m tired on Mondays…maybe like Scarlet , I will think about it tomorrow.Fr. Meinrad says that you shouldn’t go looking for a God faraway, because God is near, right here. But I want to go because I am afraid of time slipping by and I want to be the one with stories and and a new zip in my step. I feel boring, and like I’m getting old fast.

i feel low on hope, although when I prayed yesterday, the Holy Spirit was there in a way that I hadn’t felt praying publicly. I didn’t need to be somewhere fancy, it is true, God showed up in Orofino, on a Sunday in June.

If the earth is home