Prayer Requests 6-20-20

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Psalm 119:145-160

ק Qoph

145 I call with all my heart; answer me, Lord,
    and I will obey your decrees.
146 I call out to you; save me
    and I will keep your statutes.
147 I rise before dawn and cry for help;
    I have put my hope in your word.
148 My eyes stay open through the watches of the night,
    that I may meditate on your promises.
149 Hear my voice in accordance with your love;
    preserve my life, Lord, according to your laws.
150 Those who devise wicked schemes are near,
    but they are far from your law.
151 Yet you are near, Lord,
    and all your commands are true.
152 Long ago I learned from your statutes
    that you established them to last forever.

ר Resh

153 Look on my suffering and deliver me,
    for I have not forgotten your law.
154 Defend my cause and redeem me;
    preserve my life according to your promise.
155 Salvation is far from the wicked,
    for they do not seek out your decrees.
156 Your compassion, Lord, is great;
    preserve my life according to your laws.
157 Many are the foes who persecute me,
    but I have not turned from your statutes.
158 I look on the faithless with loathing,
    for they do not obey your word.
159 See how I love your precepts;
    preserve my life, Lord, in accordance with your love.
160 All your words are true;
    all your righteous laws are eternal.

14 thoughts on “Prayer Requests 6-20-20

  1. Prayer for daughter today, as husband is off shuttling. She did not take her meds last night. She is mad that husband won’t teach her to drive. She is mad that she does not yet have a puppy. So mad that she refused to go out to take care of the animals as she normally does, though usually with husband. That does not tilt things in her favor for getting a puppy.

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  2. A friend like that is a treasure, they take a lifetime to find and build. You will be missing her for a long time. As Kizzie has learned, allow yourself to grieve and to cry.

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  3. Thank you all again.

    The grieving after Karen’s passing seems to be going like in the weeks leading up to it. Some days I cry; some I don’t.

    Friday, the day she passed away, was hard for me. So I was surprised that Saturday did not bring any tears. I thought about her a lot, about her family, and prayed for them often, but kept busy with a number of things around that. I’ve had a big household project going since Memorial Day weekend, and, while some days I couldn’t muster the emotional strength to work much on it, other days I was fine and productive.

    I “met” a new piano family by email yesterday, too, so the communications back and forth with the mom, and setting up a first lesson for after the 4th of July holiday, was a diversion from the grief.

    Today, though… There was a graphic up on the screen during one of the hymns we sang during the church service, and about halfway through the song, I got too choked up to sing.

    I had been paying attention only to the lyrics at first, but then suddenly noticed the image behind the lyrics. It contained many clouds, some dark, and there was a small opening in the clouds with light showing through. The light was bright and in the shape of a cross.

    It reminded me of something my husband had said Friday night.

    I had told him that Karen had died in the early-morning hours Friday and that her youngest daughter had called around 8:30am to let me know.

    Friday was a dark, gray, rainy day almost the whole time, but, my husband told me, he was awake at 4:00-something and, in looking at the sky, it was all cloudy except for one spot. Through that one spot, the rays of the sun were shining through.

    He told me that when he sees that, it always makes him think of heaven.

    It does me too.

    I don’t know what time exactly Karen passed, but it could have been around that time, when hubby was thinking of heaven, that my friend was welcomed Home.

    One of Karen’s favorite verses — probably the favorite of hers; she quoted it many times in the decades I’ve known her — was from Lamentations 3:

    22 Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed,
    for his compassions never fail.
    23 They are new every morning;
    great is your faithfulness.

    The Lord’s tender mercies for her were new every morning, and that morning she experienced the greatest of His mercies — His bringing her home to heaven.

    Praise be to God.

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