As you know, I'm in the hospital for a few days. A FaceBook friend happened to post these words from Philippians 4:4-7 and they have been part of my prayer while my the medical folks poke me to study my blood. In my heart, these are among the most beautiful, consoling and challenging words in the whole of the scriptures!
I want to rejoice, Lord - always!
I’d so much rather rejoice than
weep,
to be glad in you
than
sad in my trials and troubles…
Yes, I'd like
to rejoice always but my soul's desire for
joy
doesn’t always
match what my heart can muster
especially when my soul's chock full
of anxiety, worry, misgivings and fear...
But I see, when I read more
carefully
that I’m called to rejoice in you,
to find my joy in you,
especially when I find it hard
to find any joy within myself...
The joy you promise, Lord,
The joy you promise, Lord,
the joy you generously offer,
lies deep in you, outside my trials;
it's the joy that comes when I let go
the troubles I hold and cling to,
lies deep in you, outside my trials;
it's the joy that comes when I let go
the troubles I hold and cling to,
the joy of taking a step beyond
to the peace that rests, alone, in you...
Visit my heart with
the joy that’s yours,
the joy that only you can give,
the joy that won't be quelled by fear,
the joy
whose source runs deeper by far
than my deepest wound or grief,
the joy that springs and flows from depths
my heart has yet to explore...
Find for me a joy, O Lord,
greater than any loss I've known,
deeper than all my worries and fears,
a muscular joy to strengthen me
deeper than all my worries and fears,
a muscular joy to strengthen me
in my weakness, frail and flawed...
Grant me a joy that survives my moods
and my roller coaster emotions,
my thin skin and stubborn ego
my pride and my self-pity...
In the quiet of my prayer tonight, Lord,
help me
see the ways I ward off joy
and prefer instead the company
of the misery I often befriend...
Turn my heart around and up-side-down
'til it
opens to every day's simple joy,
the joy you shower from heaven
the joy you shower from heaven
and pour down like rain from your hand...
When my heart is cloudy and dry, Lord,
plant seeds of sweet joy in my soul
to blossom in times when all my joy
depends upon you alone...
When I lose my hope of finding joy
let your Spirit fan its embers to flame
warming my heart to trust anew
that while weeping may last
through the shadows of night,
with the morning your joy will return...
I pray for a joy
that lasts, Lord:
a joy that suffers, endures and remains,
a joy that suffers, endures and remains,
a joy that freely survives,
strong, deep, whole and intact,
whatever may come my way...
In this quiet time of night prayer, Lord,
refresh my desire, my thirst for
joy;
help me find my joy
in being still,
the joy
of knowing you’re my God
and will be ever more...
Protect me, Lord, while I'm awake
and watch over me while I sleep
that awake, I might keep watch with you
and asleep, rest in your peace...
Amen.
Do Not Be Anxious by Teresa Thomas
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Do not be anxious about anything
but in every situation by your prayer and petition,
with thanksgiving, with thanksgiving,
present your requests to God.
And the peace of God
which transcends all understanding
shall guard your hearts and minds in Christ
and the peace of God
which transcends all understanding
shall guard your hearts and minds in Christ
Do not be anxious about anything
but in every situation by your prayer and petition,
with thanksgiving, with thanksgiving,
present your requests to God.
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