Prayer Requests 9-4-20

It’s Friday, so please remember to pray for Mumsee, Mike, and the Nestlings.

Anyone else?

Psalm 31

A psalm of David.

In you, Lord, I have taken refuge;
    let me never be put to shame;
    deliver me in your righteousness.
Turn your ear to me,
    come quickly to my rescue;
   be my rock of refuge,
    a strong fortress to save me.
Since you are my rock and my fortress,
    for the sake of your name lead and guide me.
Keep me free from the trap that is set for me,
    for you are my refuge.
Into your hands I commit my spirit;
    deliver me, Lord, my faithful God.

I hate those who cling to worthless idols;
    as for me, I trust in the Lord.
I will be glad and rejoice in your love,
    for you saw my affliction
    and knew the anguish of my soul.
You have not given me into the hands of the enemy
    but have set my feet in a spacious place.

Be merciful to me, Lord, for I am in distress;
    my eyes grow weak with sorrow,
    my soul and body with grief.
10 My life is consumed by anguish
    and my years by groaning;
   my strength fails because of my affliction,
    and my bones grow weak.
11 Because of all my enemies,
    I am the utter contempt of my neighbors
   and an object of dread to my closest friends—
    those who see me on the street flee from me.
12 I am forgotten as though I were dead;
    I have become like broken pottery.
13 For I hear many whispering,
    “Terror on every side!”
   They conspire against me
    and plot to take my life.

14 But I trust in you, Lord;
    I say, “You are my God.”
15 My times are in your hands;
    deliver me from the hands of my enemies,
    from those who pursue me.
16 Let your face shine on your servant;
    save me in your unfailing love.
17 Let me not be put to shame, Lord,
    for I have cried out to you;
   but let the wicked be put to shame
    and be silent in the realm of the dead.
18 Let their lying lips be silenced,
    for with pride and contempt
    they speak arrogantly against the righteous.

19 How abundant are the good things
    that you have stored up for those who fear you,
   that you bestow in the sight of all,
    on those who take refuge in you.
20 In the shelter of your presence you hide them
    from all human intrigues;
   you keep them safe in your dwelling
    from accusing tongues.

21 Praise be to the Lord,
    for he showed me the wonders of his love
    when I was in a city under siege.
22 In my alarm I said,
    “I am cut off from your sight!”
   Yet you heard my cry for mercy
    when I called to you for help.

23 Love the Lord, all his faithful people!
    The Lord preserves those who are true to him,
    but the proud he pays back in full.
24 Be strong and take heart,
    all you who hope in the Lord.

18 thoughts on “Prayer Requests 9-4-20

  1. The expected baby has been born and lived three hours. I don’t know how you pack a lifetime of hopes and dreams into three hours, but I’m glad they had those three hours.

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  2. My daughter’s MIL passed away last night with her sister and all her children around her. Please keep them in prayer, especially those who do not know the Lord. She was so ready. I am sure this is why she checked out of the hospital without orders a few weeks ago. She did not want to be there with none of her family there. She had been through so much between cancers, accident and stroke. She was only 63 and will be greatly missed.

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  3. So sorry, Kathleena, and grieving with your friends, too, Cheryl.

    Six Arrows continues to be on my mind as she grieves.

    And, in happier news, one of our cousins will be induced this morning in Salt Lake City. A much wanted baby girl named Blair. Thanks for prayers; there are some medical complications.

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  4. Very sorry to hear of all these recent, heartbreaking deaths. (I caught up last night during a bout of insomnia with the threads I’d missed here in the last week.)

    Thank you, Michelle, and all who have been praying. It’s been a tinder box at home this week, with emotions on edge. This morning there was a fairly good-sized explosion, involving, of all strange combinations, 6th Arrow and me. I apologized and asked her if she wanted a hug. She shook her head no. I walked away, cursing to myself at how I’d messed that up.

    All because of a pot of potatoes. Ugh.

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  5. I took my mother to her annual check-up this week. She failed the clock test (cognitive test to check for early signs of dementia), and horribly. A year ago, she had passed it. She had put all the numbers on the circle, though their placement was slightly off — mainly the six and seven. The placement of the hands was pretty good last year, for the specified time of 11:10.

    This year she only wrote five numbers — 1, 3, 6, 9, and 12 — mainly on the right side of the clock. The left side had almost nothing (the 12 was a little to the left of where the 6 should go). She remarked after drawing the clock that it didn’t come out the way she wanted. But she couldn’t figure out what was missing or how to proportion the numbers she did have.

    Her drawing of 11:10 had two equal-length hands pointing to about what would be the 3:00 position. The examiner asked her which hand was which, and after she identified which was the long hand and which the short hand, then she started adding on to the short hand and making it longer than the long hand.

    The examiner had to break the news to her that she had failed the test. Mom looked at me with a fairly alarmed expression, but didn’t say anything.

    My brother who lives next door and who sees Mom everyday remarked in an email I sent to my siblings with my observations of the day with Mom that he’s been alarmed at the rapid decline he’s seen in her over the last 2-3 months. My husband thought my brother should be the one to notify Mom’s healthcare workers about her decline, but my brother told me he doesn’t have time to do that and, anyway, he said that because the providers said they’d retest in a year, he figures that’s good enough.

    So I’m in the middle of two men with differing opinions on how to handle it. None of my sisters have weighed in with their opinions since my brother announced he didn’t think Mom would need further testing before a year from now.

    We all need prayers for wisdom.

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  6. 6 Arrows – Can you tell your husband that your brother won’t do it, so you think you should do it, for your mother’s sake?


  7. Mumsee – On last night’s daily thread, you mentioned that your brother has not informed your parents about what moving into the Good Samaritan facility will entail for the time being (no visitors, no help moving). It is none of my business, but it seems to me that someone should tell them so that they are not blindsided, and maybe regret the move.

    (I have been in the position of having someone withhold important information from me that caused me to regret my decision later.)

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  8. Please pray for wisdom and direction as Nightingale and I are finally on the road to pursuing her ownership of our house. She found out that her current lawyer, who had been handling the custody case (which has been on hold due to Covid shut downs) also handles real estate law, so she has contacted her about what we want to do.

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  9. So sorry for what your mother and family is going through, Six Arrows. I found some help in Finding Grace in the Face of Dementia by Jon Dunlop MD. I was not dealing with Alzheimer’s. He talks about many types of dementia. Prayers for wisdom for you all.

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  10. Kizzie, I don’t know. Hubby does not like to hear about people whose opinions differ from his, especially when he’s really stressed out. And the death of his sister last week is quite naturally a major stressor. I think I’m just going to stick to praying, and wait to see what my sisters say about Mom getting tested sooner and more extensively.

    Thanks for the reminder about that book, Kathaleena. I should reread it — I had read it a few years back to get more understanding about dealing with my dad’s dementia. Now I need to read it with fresh eyes for my mom’s sake…

    Is it OK if I process here a little? Mom’s aware enough yet that she recognizes her cognitive difficulties with things that didn’t use to be hard — thus her alarmed face when she failed at completing the clock drawing. She knew it wasn’t right, and later commented that there should have been an 11 on it.

    However, she’s been in denial for a while, though, concerning her decline. I think she compares herself to Dad — who is almost 11 years older and obviously farther down the dementia road. But he was having nowhere near the difficulties remembering things at her age as she is now. He was functioning normally at age 79/80, whereas she (turning 80 next month) is in pretty serious decline — starting at an age several years younger than his started, and progressing in a considerably more rapid manner.

    Today Mom found a bunch of blank checks somewhere they were not supposed to be — in a drawer with some things of Dad’s. She has no idea how they got there. Dad only walks with a walker, so I doubt he’s grabbing things and transporting them to different places while he’s holding onto his walker. She’s put a number of things in weird places before, so I think those misplaced check blanks were probably her doing.

    It was a hard week to learn all this, plus find out several things about my husband’s deceased sister that were previously-unknown to me and were rather heartbreaking. I cling to the hope that in her final days and hours she embraced her Lord. But I found it, unfortunately, too easy to take my eyes off Christ, regarding salvation, when I learned some of what was shared about her when most of the family gathered Sunday.

    Thank you for the prayers. Today I sat down and cried again about Karen’s death. It’s 11 weeks now since she passed, which was exactly 10 weeks before Liz passed. Karen prayed regularly for Liz while she had the chance. Are they together in heaven? I know Karen is there… I want to believe Liz repented toward her Lord in the end and is enjoying eternity with Christ, but I don’t know.

    I have confidence my aunt who died a month ago is with our Lord…

    Lord have mercy on all of us during our time of grace on this earth.

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  11. I remember my aunt who had dementia seemed to think that if she still had blank checks, she had money in the bank. Friend and I had the task of going over her bank account, she said she couldn’t figure out why she was overdrawn. Turned out she was ordering fancy Italian restaurant lunches for delivery.

    That was my first experience with dementia and thankfully I had a social worker and, eventually, my aunts granddaughters who pitched in to help in that situation.

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  12. That makes sense, that an individual with dementia might reason that way. (Blank checks remaining = money in the bank.) Good that your aunt had your and others’ help, DJ. I think my brother helps my parents quite a bit with their financial matters, too, and he’s quite knowledgeable with it, so that is good for Mom & Dad.

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  13. Thank you, Cheryl. I see God’s hand in preparing space for me to grieve this summer. For the first time in over a decade, we returned to a 9-month-on / 3-month-off school model, instead of the year-round model with occasional short breaks that we’ve done for most of our homeschooling years. The latter was better from an educational standpoint, but the kids and I were getting burned out by the early months of 2020, so I decided to revamp and finish up our studies by Memorial Day and take the summer off this year.

    Little did I know that Karen would be diagnosed with cancer in May and die in June; that my aunt would be diagnosed in July and die in August; and that Liz would follow a few weeks later. But God knew, and this summer, with no homeschooling on my plate, I did have much more time to process my friend’s and my aunt’s passing.

    It’s no coincidence, either, that I didn’t get any of those 10-12 students or so that the studio owners thought in February I would inherit when another teacher was going to leave in June. There were several reasons that didn’t happen, but none of that took God by surprise, of course. A sudden influx of students that would have doubled my numbers just as those deaths were about to begin occurring…I can’t fathom how much more difficult everything would have been under those circumstances.

    I am thankful for God’s wisdom and sovereignty as He works everything for our good and His glory.


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