Saturday, July 4, 2015

My Help Comes from the Lord, Anyway He Wants to Send It

Dear Lord,

Thank you that my help comes from you. (Psalm 121:2 & Philippians 4:19)
Thank you that it’s up to you WHO you send the help through.
You’re the Head, Lord we’re the body
Forgive us when we fail to follow you.

Forgive us for the times we rolled our eyes ‘cause the soup we needed came from Mindy Sue;
Lord, we just thought it would taste better if it came from Clara Lou.

And Lord forgive us the silent, sullen attitude when you sent Deacon Miles to drive our blind brother Hugh.
Our Help comes from you, Lord and we know that in our head,
Lord let that word travel to our hearts so we can rest in what You said.

And Lord, for those of us with trust issues from years and years ago, heal those damaged places so trust in you can smoothly flow.

And for those who’ve danced with disappointment so much they can’t see the help you bring,
I pray a double dose of healing until their hearts begin to sing.

This is my earnest prayer on this glorious Saturday;
Thank you for answering according to your will and in your special way.
In Jesus’ name I pray, Amen and Amen.

© Soul Shaping Publications, July 2015, Hayward, California 94544

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