On this sunny autumn day, I took a walk down to an old familiar sycamore tree that I’ve always loved. Over the years I have often sat alone under …A Time to Pray
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Billy and I want to thank you all for praying for him. We very much appreciate every prayer. He came home from the hospital yesterday. It’s been a long week! It amazes and comforts me to see the Body of Christ, which is scattered around this globe, come together and pray for one another. I so much see the faithfulness and love of Jesus in that. We may not have a church building, but we still have a church, because we all are the church! Know that all of you, our brothers and sisters in Christ, are in our prayers daily. We continue to ask for your prayers.
An elderly man needs prayer…
I was out having lunch today when an elderly man, with his arm in a sling, walked by to sit down at a nearby table. A girl who worked there was carrying his tray and asked him if he needed anything. He said no, and she left. When he went to sit down he lost his balance and did a pretty scary wobble before he caught himself from falling. It was pretty close.
I wanted to go over and ask again if I could get anything for him, and as I procrastinated someone else approached his table and asked if he could be of help. Again he kindly replied he didn’t need any help. The man offering to help looked down at the elderly man’s hand and asked what happened. It was then that I noticed that his hand was very swollen and discolored. The elderly man replied that he had gotten his hand caught in a chair!
The man who offered help returned to his own table and said to his companions “we can pray for him”.
The elderly man finished his sandwich and left.
I wish I could have asked him if he had seen a doctor about his hand. I got the feeling that he hadn’t. I hope I’m wrong.
Please pray for him.
Psalm 42:11 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
The way to forget our miseries, is to remember the God of our mercies…
David regards the Divine favour as the fountain of all the good he looked for. In the Saviour’s name let us hope and pray. One word from him will calm every storm, and turn midnight darkness into the light of noon, the bitterest complaints into joyful praises.
Our believing expectation of mercy must quicken our prayers for it. At length, is faith came off conqueror, by encouraging him to trust in the name of the Lord, and to stay himself upon his God…
Let us never think that the God of our life, and the Rock of our salvation, has forgotten us, if we have made his mercy, truth, and power, our refuge.
Thus the psalmist strove against his despondency: at last his faith and hope obtained the victory. Let us learn to check all unbelieving doubts and fears.
Apply the promise first to ourselves, and then plead it to God.