Prayer

 

Friday  Sunset, Corn Harvest moon Saturday

4:49 am. Awake fussing with cPap and then phone storage over an hour. 

S may be awake. Help and comfort and heal her I pray. I asked her whether she prayed or if I was asking too personal a question. She said I was. I hope that means yes

Adoration. Jesus, you are totally lovable and beautiful. I love the good you brought into the world, including the the structure of Judaic Christianity and the trinity. Blessed awesome Jhwh. 

Confession I Sam a sinner, I have fallen so short of goodness and treating well the people I know 

Thanksgiving. I thank you for this life and this earth and sun

Supplication For S again but for A and me as aging affects our actions. For I, E, A and my siblings and their families. Help us grow our inner lives and move to you. As we move through our time. Bless B all my GIG friends,  IJN

I know not how

Season is dying

Bit not ingloriously

As Lee repeats frequent:

Lord, I call to thee from the depths of mine iniquity. 

I have not delivered myself sufficiently unto thee. 

I now not how

  

I find it really hard to push away depression these days. I pray your help. For S too. And for all suffererers. 

 

I watched UT short about an absolute murderous Chinese emperor 2k years ago, who he buried alive under the 8000 clay warriors: 700k workers and enemies and relatives. What would RB say to that after the atom bomb comment last week?  Almost inconceivable how buoys people are in their pursuit of “mutual destruction.”  So repeat, did God know or care?  But also is there some meaning in this horror?

Again, “ through a glass darkly, but in face-to-face.”  We hope. And pray. 

Kind of raises another question:  I assume I need God’s forgiveness    But do I and humans need to forgive God?  Look out I’m waiting for the lightning to strike!  And cover myself by saying God forgive me for my lack of Humility. IJN

Lord have mercy

 

Yesterday evening. A beautiful end of a harsh day

Just want to say “I gave at the office!”

Do we really need any more bad luck?

And since we have it, support our bearing of it, to conduct ourselves with love and remembrance of what’s important .  

And I pray with some anger, they smile the enemies of your chosen people, and that right soon and incontrovertibly.

IJN

What to say

Ordinary street scene, life most graceful

Helps to borrow the words from someone else. 

I listened to part 2 of Peter B Haas 8 part prayer series, Prayers to Ponder and Pray,  in his Substack. If I didn’t mention it before, he’s got Parkinson’s and a broken sister for whom he prays. A metaphor he used really caught me:  death is a flower  he said or meant; it’s the bloom at the end of life. That relates to Now I see through a glass darkly, but then face to face. The great hope for Death, I guess.

    His repeated injunction:  don’t pray for what you can’t, pray for what you can 

    Again, to remember:

       A adoration 

       C confession

       T thanksgiving 

       S supplication 

   The low afternoon sunshine feels warm and comforting on my bare toes. Thank you, Lord. 

    Baruch is traveling today. Grant a safe journey 

    Two sisters have tickets to come for Thanksgiving. Grant them same travels as well. 

     

   Give A strength and hope. 

IJN

  

On Christianity

 

Red and F playing yesterdsy

Lee van Laer, on Christianity Substack today, “ called inwards towards Christ”

“In any event, the point is that the call to Christ is an inward call to an inward experience. He called it the kingdom of heaven. 

That’s a very good way of putting it, even though it’s not everything by a wide and long and deep measure; for the kingdom of heaven is too vast for a single phrase to encompass it. 

He was calling for us to see that every contact with every moment of life is precious and sacred. 

He was calling for us to have a new experience of our sensation and our feeling within. 

And it’s important not to let the facts about things as they exist in the outer world to get in the way of that, because the history of Christianity isn’t a recap of stuff that happened 2000 years ago. The history of Christianity is what’s happening in us now. We, in a strange way, are someone else’s future history. It is our practice now that keeps Christianity alive. And it is to this inward moment that we must attend. 

For in every instant it is possible, absolutely possible, that God will flow into being here and be with us personally. that is what is meant in the Gospels when someone says that we are in Christ. We have entered God’s being so that we are with him inwardly. 

Well, that’s quite a mystery, isn’t it? I’m just saying this because I don’t want you to get too caught up and interested in the temporal recaps of Christianity and the faith, even though they’re fascinating. but to call upon yourself to become intimate with this moment. Search for a little contact with that female substance of the soul which can be prepared to receive God inwardly“

Today’s the day

 

Morning peace

Lees Substack post on Morning Five, As I Wait, recalled Parable of the virgins and the Bridegroom:

“ And I see that I am called to meet this life of mine, 

and drink this day more deeply, 

deep into every cell and molecule here in the body. 

so that it concentrates itself and prepares 

for the arrival of light. For I know not when the light shall come. 

I simply resolve to be prepared here as I wait for it.”

And I am trying to sense the point and place where air enters body: lungs to heart: to feed the molecules and cells, as he references every day but I never feel. It’s too fine

Lord go with S on this cancer journey that starts with first chemo today. Help. Us each to play our parts with love and tenderness and efficacy. She is not the only one suffering this experience. Help all in her position, pray IJN

Evening grace

Solace

 

Park Street walk yesterday 

You do send me messages of comfort. Today include Substack sermon on praying by Peter Trajan Haas. I subscribed. One take away ACTS: Adoration, Confession, Thanksgiving, Supplication

   Indeed. thank you, Lord. There is meaning and growth in pain and suffering.