Prayer Requests 12-8-20

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Psalm 118

Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good;
    his love endures forever.

Let Israel say:
    “His love endures forever.”
Let the house of Aaron say:
    “His love endures forever.”
Let those who fear the Lord say:
    “His love endures forever.”

When hard pressed, I cried to the Lord;
    he brought me into a spacious place.
The Lord is with me; I will not be afraid.
    What can mere mortals do to me?
The Lord is with me; he is my helper.
    I look in triumph on my enemies.

It is better to take refuge in the Lord
    than to trust in humans.
It is better to take refuge in the Lord
    than to trust in princes.
10 All the nations surrounded me,
    but in the name of the Lord I cut them down.
11 They surrounded me on every side,
    but in the name of the Lord I cut them down.
12 They swarmed around me like bees,
    but they were consumed as quickly as burning thorns;
    in the name of the Lord I cut them down.
13 I was pushed back and about to fall,
    but the Lord helped me.
14 The Lord is my strength and my defense;
    he has become my salvation.

15 Shouts of joy and victory
    resound in the tents of the righteous:
    “The Lord’s right hand has done mighty things!
16  The Lord’s right hand is lifted high;
    the Lord’s right hand has done mighty things!”
17 I will not die but live,
    and will proclaim what the Lord has done.
18 The Lord has chastened me severely,
    but he has not given me over to death.
19 Open for me the gates of the righteous;
    I will enter and give thanks to the Lord.
20 This is the gate of the Lord
    through which the righteous may enter.
21 I will give you thanks, for you answered me;
    you have become my salvation.

22 The stone the builders rejected
    has become the cornerstone;
23 the Lord has done this,
    and it is marvelous in our eyes.
24 The Lord has done it this very day;
    let us rejoice today and be glad.

25 Lord, save us!
    Lord, grant us success!

26 Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord.
    From the house of the Lord we bless you.
27 The Lord is God,
    and he has made his light shine on us.
   With boughs in hand, join in the festal procession
    up to the horns of the altar.

28 You are my God, and I will praise you;
    you are my God, and I will exalt you.

29 Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good;
    his love endures forever.

7 thoughts on “Prayer Requests 12-8-20

  1. Very lengthy descriptions of Franz’ Day 10 from his mother. A deeply Catholic mom. I was in tears at the end.

    Update Day 10 Evening
    We are very blessed to be able to go to Mass daily, the scourge of Covid has not quite reached its ugly claw this far. Today’s gospel struck us to the core:

    “And some men brought on a stretcher a man who was paralyzed… when Jesus saw their faith he said “As for you, your sins are forgiven.”

    The scribes and Pharisees began to talk and ask themselves …”Who but God can forgive sins? Jesus knew their thoughts and said to them in reply, “Which is easier to say, ‘Your sins are forgiven or to say ‘Rise and walk’? But that you know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins, he said to the paralyzed man “I say to you, rise, pick up your stretcher, and go home.”

    And herein lies our daily prayer “Heal Franz in body and in soul.” Because we would NOT forgo the soul for the body. First Lord, purify our son so that he may live with you forever, second, bring healing to his body. Soul first, body second.

    Renewed by that hope, we trotted happily through the day until we got a call from the Rehab center. A ridiculously cheery voice telling us Rehab is 4 weeks, then home they go and best of luck. No visitors at rehab because of Covid, one per-determined person to learn home health care because… yup…. insurance does not cover home health. So 4-8 weeks to figure out how to reconfigure our tiny house to manage a wheelchair and bed and…. we were both nearly throwing up with fear and shock. We tried to remember the gospel this morning and really just felt desperate and helpless.

    Time to visit Franz. He was awake, but trying to tell me something. Angst. Frustration. I just breathed and found my Mama intuition. He was falling over in his bed. You want me to straighten you up? Vigorous nod. Then I noticed his lips were chapped. Chap stick? Nod. Good, making progress.

    The Good Priest arrived. I told Franz “The Priest is coming, you need to show me you understand.”

    My blessed boy, made a sign of the cross. A clumsy one, just like when he was a little boy, showing his Mama he could pray. The priest came in and said he was going to pray, did he want Latin or English. I jumped in “English.” But Franz clearly mouthed “Latin.” So, Latin it was. The priest prayed and Franz mouthed the words he knew.

    The priest laid his hands on Franz and prayed for complete healing of body and soul. Like the man in the gospel.

    Then the Priest offered to say the Rosary. Franz nodded. “Which mystery? Joyful?” No movement. “Sorrowful?” Nod. A sword piercing my heart. So we said the Sorrowful mysteries. The Agony in the Garden. The Scourging. The Crowing of Thorns. The Carrying of the Cross. The Crucifixion.

    I knew my boy was deep in reflection, contemplating his sufferings alongside those of Christ. He could not move his fingers across the beads, so just like when he was a little boy, and I taught him to say the rosary, I helped him with his beads. He gave me such a profound look of deep love, my voice caught and a tear escaped my Mother’s eyes.

    Afterwards, the Priest said, “This is a very special rosary, I will give it to you if you promise to pray for me.” Franz nodded weakly, but that was not good enough. “No, Franz, this came from Lourdes! It is very special and you MUST promise to pray for me.” Franz opened his eyes, looked directly at the priest and nodded.

    Franz then received the tiniest piece of communion and just smiled. The most beautiful content smile I have seen.

    After this, Franz did some exercises, slow, minute improvements, grasping his hands, wringing them. “Is this hand use?” I practically shout at the nurse. She says “Its still gross motor movements.” Well, in my mind its hand use. “Keep doing this Franz, you can work with your hands all day long.” I don’t care what you call it – he is using his hands!”

    Meanwhile, his lungs are improving and, baring no emergency, surgery is in the morning, he is scheduled to have his hips repaired. Like the seconds of a clock, the improvements tick off the list.

    Patience Mama. Patience. We are privileged to walk this journey in Advent, a time of great hope, the heavens and earth anticipating the arrival of Christ, the coming of Salvation. This journey started on Saturday at 4:00, the vigil of Advent. And so we participate with patience and hope. For we know how the story ends.

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  2. There is something beautiful about Catholicism. We lost something when the the Reformation came.
    I have known of several people who when they were dying returned to their first religion. I have a friend who has made me promise to bring a presets to her if she is dying. Until then she will attend the Methodist church with her husband.

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  3. Kim, if she is attending a United Methodist church she may still not have ever heard the Gospel, and it’s six of one and half a dozen of the other whether she has the errors of Roman Catholicism or the errors of the United Methodist church. The people I know who actually came to Christ and left Roman Catholicism in the process are the most vigorously anti-Catholic people I know. They don’t see beauty in it; they see death and ashes. Ritual can be beautiful, but ritual that leads away from Christ is a horror to those who have turned from it to Christ.

    God may have put you as a Christian in her life so that she can hear the Gospel and not religious substitutes.

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