Dearest Lord: Blog Prayer Journal

 

Mom with V in V's memory corner

Dearest Lord,

Here I am again Lord. Thank You for always listening and caring for me. I am so aware today of your constant presence within me. I am never alone, never abandoned, never unheard. Whether I write my prayers down, or whether I say them out loud or breathe them within, You take time to listen. Thank You. I love You. Thank You for saving me; for dying for me; for all of us, on the cross.

As You know, Mom has been very much on our minds these past days, it having been her very special birthday on the 29th of February. V and I love to put little mementoes and flowers on that day. Will You please tell her we love her?

I was thinking about the cats today. I remember how the three of them would sit in a half circle in front of the oven waiting for Mom's famous scones to come out. They would get a little taste. I'm sure that V remembers the cozy scene too. And of coming home from school to a pot of tea and scones or something else. The food was secondary. It was Mom's loving presence that mattered.

Lord, that makes me think of You. :) The way You are always there for us, just waiting to listen as we tell You all about our day and all the little happinesses and hard things too. We tell You how much we love and appreciate You, and You prompt us to bring the needy and hurting souls to You. Because You love them so. Thank You Lord. 

It makes my heart hurt to think that Mom can't pour a cup of Earl Gray for V and I anymore. But it comes to rest once when I remember that You are always waiting for me to come sit down and drink some tea with You.

Lord, please help and heal those precious ones on the prayer list. May they feel Your nearness and care as they sit with You today.

I love You.

Amen.

A smocked dress made by Mom
  

Mom's bears

Blessed and Thankful

I'm thankful today Lord,

thankful today;

for husband and home;

a safe place to stay.

May I always be thankful,

not just today;

for the blessings You've given;

I silently pray

O, Lord, so often, I grumble and gripe;

forget to give thanks,

discontented, I snipe.

May I always be thankful;

not just today,

for life is so short;

help me cherish each day.

A.S.L

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With love and prayers,

Alison

:)