Prayer Requests 2-19-21

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

Anyone else?

Psalm 14

For the director of music. Of David.

The fool says in his heart,
    “There is no God.”
   They are corrupt, their deeds are vile;
    there is no one who does good.

The Lord looks down from heaven
    on all mankind
   to see if there are any who understand,
    any who seek God.
All have turned away, all have become corrupt;
    there is no one who does good,
    not even one.

Do all these evildoers know nothing?

   They devour my people as though eating bread;
    they never call on the Lord.
But there they are, overwhelmed with dread,
    for God is present in the company of the righteous.
You evildoers frustrate the plans of the poor,
    but the Lord is their refuge.

Oh, that salvation for Israel would come out of Zion!
    When the Lord restores his people,
    let Jacob rejoice and Israel be glad!

13 thoughts on “Prayer Requests 2-19-21

  1. We are having a memorial service for Elvera at 11 a.m. today. I am not scheduled to say anything. But.

    The first time I saw her, I wrote her name in my Bible.
    I was holding her hand when she died.
    I know there is no marriage in Heaven, but I hope we know each other. I want to tell her how important she was.

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  2. I think we will know each other. In the transfiguration the apostles knew who was with Jesus. I think there is a knowing beyond our understanding right now. All will be put right and we will know what we need to know, too.

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  3. Cheryl, I hope the family situation improves. I recently learned of a lie, too, that broke my heart. I knew the family member lied, but this was one that really upset me as it was the basis for accepting action that I would not have. It hurts.

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  4. My aunt who was diagnosed with terminal cancer close to Christmas went into hospice this Wednesday and is now in a coma. She was at peace just before. Pray for comfort for her family: her husband who faces the loss again of a spouse – it was a second marriage after being widowed for both of them; and her three sons, one who is far away in Asia doing missions, one who is a pastor with a flock to tend, and the youngest, who was the closest and who will miss her terribly; and her grandchildren, whom she loved deeply invested in.

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  5. Roscuro, how long has your aunt been married to her husband? Doe he also have children, and has she been close to them?

    I’ve been touched by sweet marriages of widows to widowers, my mother-in law among them.

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  6. My parents were friends with a couple like that (a widow and a widower). Each year they would go together to place flowers on the graves of their departed spouses.

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  7. Kevin, they have been married about 16 years, if I recall correctly. He and his first wife were unable to have children and adopted two daughters, who were not siblings genetically. The one daughter lost her husband about two years ago from cancer – she and her children are close. The other daughter, who is married with children, is somewhat estranged from the rest of the family – she has always apparently struggled with attachment issues. But my cousins will undoubtedly look out for their stepfather, whom they accepted into the family gladly. My aunt was widowed about 6 years before her remarriage, and life as a widow wasn’t easy for her – she had barely a high school education and cleaned houses to support herself while carrying out a school Bible club ministry. Her son who is a pastor officiated at her second marriage and the family held a reunion the day after the wedding to welcome the new member. We had all loved her first husband, so had been very curious to meet her second choice, who turned out to be a very gentle, unassuming man. I once visited them for several days, in the year after I came home from West Africa, and greatly enjoyed my visit. My aunt was a pastor’s wife in her first marriage, and took great pride in the quality of her hospitality. Her cooking was magnificent and her housekeeping immaculate. In both looks and hospitality skills, my aunt and my youngest sibling resemble each other. My two older siblings and youngest sibling all spent weeks visiting my aunt during her widowhood – my aunt only had sons and I think she was grateful to share my mother’s daughters for a time. My eldest sibling stayed with my aunt in the first weeks after her first husband died. I never did, for no reason at all (I visited with the rest of my family) – it was my uncle, one of the younger siblings of my aunt and my mother (there were six of them) who died ten years ago, that I took care of. But we all got to know her so well during those years of her loneliness that even after she married and spent less time with us, we treasured her friendship. We will miss her terribly, my mother most of all.

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  8. What a sweet time to spend with family, after a loved one dies. I was able to do that for my grandfather, 88 at the time, for a couple of weeks before my uncle came to stay when the school year ended in California and he retired. We were close all of my life, and I miss him so. He lived to 103.

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  9. Our younger daughter moved upstairs into a guest bedroom with my mother-in-law after my father-in-law died. They had been married for more than 60 years and had married at 18 (Mom being a few months older than Dad), so she had never lived alone. But having a granddaughter live with her for a year or so was a good transition for both of them.

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  10. Although Nightingale already lived in this house, after Hubby died, she and Boy stayed downstairs more, and we all slept in my king-sized bed (actually two twins put together – inherited from my parents) for a few weeks. Nightingale is not often openly affectionate with me, but she was during those first weeks, and it is a sweet memory.

    What still saddens me is that on the way home from the hospital after Hubby died, Chickadee preferred to be dropped back off at the McK’s home rather than coming home and being with us for a while, even just for the day. I’ve often thought that that could have bonded my girls closer together (well, all of us really).

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