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Flame Of God (Poem © by Amy Carmichael)

 

From prayer that asks that I may be

Sheltered from winds that beat on Thee,

From fearing when I should aspire,

From faltering when I should climb higher

From silken self, O Captain, free

Thy soldier who would follow Thee.

 

 

From subtle love of softening things,

From easy choices, weakening,

(Not thus are spirits fortified,

Not this way went the Crucified)

From all that dims Thy Calvary

O Lamb of God, deliver me.

 

 

Give me the love that leads the way,

The faith that nothing can dismay

The hope no disappointments tire,

The passion that will burn like fire;

Let me not sink to be a clod;

Make me Thy fuel, Flame of Go

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My Prayer © By Amy Carmichael

 

And shall I pray Thee change Thy will my Father,

Until it be according unto mine?

But no, Lord, no, that shall never be, rather

I pray Thee blend my human will with Thine.

 

 

I pray Thee hush the hurrying eager longing

I pray Thee soothe the pangs of keen desire.

See in my quiet places wishes thronging,

Forbid them, Lord, purge, though it be with fire.

 

 

And work in me to will and do Thy pleasure.

Let all within me, peaceful, reconciled,

Tarry content my Well beloved’s leisure,

At last, at last, even as a weaned child.

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Actions and reactions(©Lisa TerKeurst)

Dear Lord,

it’s easy to honor You with my carefully thought through actions but sometimes much harder with my reactions.

Please help me to pause and allow the Holy Spirit to intervene when I want to react in a way that doesn’t glorify You. Yes, even when I’m caught off guard by something this week, may Your love and patience be the spillover from my heart.- Lysa TerKeurst

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“Prayerless men and prayerless presidents have caused the home to fail, the churches to be shorn of strength, communities to crumble, the state to be unstable, and the nation doomed. Direct the home in godliness, save the state.” ~ Fanny Crosby

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A Borrowed Smile © by Joni E. Tada  

For You have been my help, and in the shadow of Your wings I sing for joy. – Psalm 63:7

In a crowded ladies restroom during a break at a Christian conference, a well-dressed woman putting on lipstick turned to me and said, “Oh Joni, you always look so together, so happy in your wheelchair. I wish I had your joy! How do you do it?” Several around her nodded. “I don’t do it,” I said. “In fact, may I tell you honestly how I woke up this morning?”

Several women leaned against the counter to listen.

“This is an average day. After Ken leaves for work at six, I’m alone until I hear the front door open at seven. It’s a friend coming to get me up. While she makes coffee, I usually pray,

‘Lord, my friend is about to give me a bath, get me dressed, sit me up in my chair, brush my hair and teeth, and send me out the door. I don’t have the strength to face this routine one more time. I have no resources. I don’t have a smile for the day, but you do. May I borrow yours? I urgently need you, God.’

“So when my friend walks into the bedroom, I turn my head on my pillow and give her a smile sent straight from heaven. It’s not mine, it’s God’s.

Whatever joy you see today–” I gestured at my paralyzed legs-“was hard won this morning.”

I have learned, as I hope those women learn, that the weaker we are, the harder we must lean on God. And the harder we lean on him, the stronger we discover him to be.

Where do you feel weak today? When you borrow from God the strength, courage, and joy you don’t have, people can’t help but notice.

Just make sure they know where it came from!

Lord, be my strength today-not only in the areas where I know I am weak, but also in the areas where I think I am strong. And may all the credit, all the glory be yours.

Blessings,

Joni and Friends


Taken from Pearls of Great Price – Jan15th. 

Copyright © 2006 by Joni Eareckson Tada       

www.joniandfriends.org

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O God, early in the morning I cry to you. Help me to pray and gather my thoughts to you, I cannot do it alone. In me it is dark, but with you there is light; I am lonely, but you do not desert me; My courage fails me, but with you there is help; I am restless, but with you there is peace; in me there is bitterness, but with you there is patience; I do not understand your ways, but you know the way for me. Father in Heaven praise and thanks be to you for the night’s rest, Praise and thanks be to you for the new day. Praise and thanks be to you for all your loving-kindness and faithfulness in my past life. You have shown me so much goodness; let me also accept what is hard to bear from your hand. You will not lay a heavier burden on me than I can carry. You make all things serve for the best for your children. Lord, whatever this day brings, your name be praised. © Dietrich Bonhoeffer – prayer written in Tegel prison, Berlin

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