Prayer Requests 2-11-20

Anyone have something to share?

Psalm 10

Why, Lord, do you stand far off?
    Why do you hide yourself in times of trouble?

In his arrogance the wicked man hunts down the weak,
    who are caught in the schemes he devises.
He boasts about the cravings of his heart;
    he blesses the greedy and reviles the Lord.
In his pride the wicked man does not seek him;
    in all his thoughts there is no room for God.
His ways are always prosperous;
    your laws are rejected by him;
    he sneers at all his enemies.
He says to himself, “Nothing will ever shake me.”
    He swears, “No one will ever do me harm.”

His mouth is full of lies and threats;
    trouble and evil are under his tongue.
He lies in wait near the villages;
    from ambush he murders the innocent.
   His eyes watch in secret for his victims;
like a lion in cover he lies in wait.
   He lies in wait to catch the helpless;
    he catches the helpless and drags them off in his net.
10 His victims are crushed, they collapse;
    they fall under his strength.
11 He says to himself, “God will never notice;
    he covers his face and never sees.”

12 Arise, Lord! Lift up your hand, O God.
    Do not forget the helpless.
13 Why does the wicked man revile God?
    Why does he say to himself,
    “He won’t call me to account”?
14 But you, God, see the trouble of the afflicted;
    you consider their grief and take it in hand.
The victims commit themselves to you;
    you are the helper of the fatherless.
15 Break the arm of the wicked man;
    call the evildoer to account for his wickedness
    that would not otherwise be found out.

16 The Lord is King for ever and ever;
    the nations will perish from his land.
17 You, Lord, hear the desire of the afflicted;
    you encourage them, and you listen to their cry,
18 defending the fatherless and the oppressed,
    so that mere earthly mortals
    will never again strike terror.

14 thoughts on “Prayer Requests 2-11-20

  1. Carol (finally) sees the visiting MD today to talk about her ongoing fatigue, sore foot that is making it difficult on some days to get downstairs (via the elevator) for meals and a persistent sore throat, along with other ailments. Praying that the doctor will take these concerns seriously, order tests if needed and find a way to treat the symptoms so she will feel a little better.

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  2. *Mentally ill sister-in-law moved into a nursing home yesterday thanks to the tremendous effort of her two sisters and my husband.

    It hardly seemed possible she could land in a safe environment. Prayers that someone can minister to her demented soul, trapped in 50 years of trying to be a god.

    *A friend who discovered she had breast cancer a week from delivering her third child, has been declared cancer-free four years later.

    *Fire survivors have finally gotten justice from their insurance company 30 months later (but after they gave up and moved away from us,)

    *And a splendid visit yesterday between my friend and the young mom.

    When she sent a photo, I wailed, overcome with gratitude for God’s answer to months of praying.

    Rejoice with me. Our God is good.

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  3. Yesterday I mentioned that I have been concerned about Nightingale, as she has not seemed too happy lately, and I think she is feeling overwhelmed, stressed, and anxious about things going on in her life, and by what is on her shoulders. She is the same way today. Please pray that the Holy Spirit will minister to her, and draw her to Jesus. Thank you.

    Sadly, she rarely opens up to me about her feelings. She may make brief mention of feeling stressed and anxious, but not in a “let’s talk about it” kind of way. She saves those kinds of conversations for her close friends. That is to be expected, I guess, but they are not believers.

    I often wish she would take me more seriously, and see that I do have some wisdom and insight to share with her. Then again, I guess it is just normal for adult daughters to want to confide in their close friends rather than their moms.

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  4. Kizzie, do you ever ask her, “Are you OK? You’ve seemed a little stressed lately.” Even, “I pray for you every day–but I’m wondering if there is anything in particular that you’d like prayer for now.” ?? People are different, and not everyone appreciates direct questions (my mom saw questions as nosey), but most people at least appreciate that you care enough about them that you can see they’re struggling.

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  5. Kizzie, I tell my mother things that I would never mention to my closest friends. But, Nightingale is a nurse, and nurses are unable to talk to even their nearest and dearest about some things. I tell my mother as much as I feel I can but there is a lot more I have to keep silent about and it can weigh on me. Also, sometimes,even when I can talk about my troubles, I just can’t get started, they weigh so heavily I just don’t have the energy to put it into words. Sometimes, I’ll come here to post something and then go away again because I can’t type it out. So, it may not always be because she does not take you seriously.

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  6. Not sure how Nightingale would take a direct question like that. It would depend upon her mood, of course. I will keep my eyes open for an opportunity to ask or say something.

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  7. Cheryl – Your mention of your mom’s view on questions reminds me of something similar-yet-different with Hubby. He would be doing something a certain way, and I would ask him why he was doing it that way or why he was doing what he was doing. He took my curiosity as “questioning” him, as if I thought he was doing it wrong, so he would reply gruffly. But it took me years to figure that out.

    When I finally figured it out, I shared my insight with him. From then on, I was more careful to preface a question in such a way that he knew it was curiosity and not criticism in the form of a question.

    Just a little while ago, I was thanking God (with tears, both joyful and sad) for the marriage Hubby and I had, acknowledging that we went through many tough years, but God helped us work through those difficulties and tensions (some quite serious), and we were in a very good place in our marriage relationship towards the end.

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  8. Well, Carol saw the doctor and he ordered her some vitamins — but she tells me it’s the same ones she’s already taking, nothing new. I asked her what he said about the cause of the fatigue, she said “nothing” — she said she didn’t ask him about it. Argh. She is very passive on these doctor visits and really needs someone to be with her — I’ve suggested she write down the questions she has (she also forgot to ask him about her persistent sore throat) but she won’t do that for some reason. I think she just is shy or sort of shuts down during these visits.

    Granted, the doctor should be more proactive in talking to her about potential causes, etc., but if he’s not doing that she needs to ASK.

    So doctor visit for naught, I guess.

    She did mention her sore ankle, he said she ‘probably’ twisted it and to stay off of it.

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  9. Maybe I’ll send another email to the administrator. I really can’t take time off to be with her, but seems like maybe one of the staff could help out on that front.

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  10. Kizzie, I once had a housemate I didn’t like very much. (I was renting a bedroom in the house, and the landlord rented out another bedroom to someone I already knew from college.) I didn’t dislike her, she just wasn’t someone I’d choose to spend time with, and she tied up the house phone a couple of hours every night talking and crying, which wasn’t ideal in a house with one married couple and four unrelated adults, and just one telephone line.

    Needing to live with her, I did my best to get along, including speaking to her enough that she didn’t feel I was ignoring her. If we were both fixing ourselves supper at the same time, for instance, I’d ask what she was making. One day she confronted me and said she felt like I was spying on her. She said, “If I’m cooking something, you ask what I’m making. If I’m watching TV, you ask what I’m watching, but you don’t sit down to watch it with me, you’re just asking like you’re keeping tabs on me.” All I could say was, “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to spy on you.” What I couldn’t say–because it would be rude–was “I have no interest in spying on you, because I’m not all that interested in what you do. I’m asking purely to be polite and make conversation. And I don’t watch the TV show with you because I don’t really want to watch much TV, and you have never mentioned anything that sounds worth watching..” The reality is I wasn’t guilty of “too much” interest in her life, but “too little.” But if you’re sharing the same living space with someone, you have to have at least some level of interaction. (We had bedrooms next to each other, and we shared a kitchen, bathroom, and living room. And, yes, a telephone. We had separate shelves in the fridge. The landlords, a married couple, lived upstairs and they had their own living quarters upstairs, but four of us rented bedrooms in the downstairs and the basement, and we all shared that portion of the house except for having our own bedrooms.)

    It isn’t always easy to know what other people are thinking, or what will be perceived as an invasion of privacy. One of my daughters didn’t like questions within her first few minutes home from work, but after that she did better–but she still might snap if it was that time of the month or if she felt particularly stressed. I figure it’s better to ask and be thought intrusive than to not ask and be thought uncaring–that’s my own take.

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