Monday Morning Offering: 9/9

Morning Coffee by George Mendoza

This is the last full day 

    of my two magnificent months in Georgetown, Colorado.

This prayer, then, is more personal than usual

    but I'm hoping you'll find some ways it speaks for you, too...

Good morning, good God!

 

I've asked you before, Lord

    but I've forgotten what your answer might have been:

        Why must good times come to an end?

And even as I type those words

    I see the false premise in my question:

        my good times are not ending!

 

I'm going back to good places,

    good folks - and good times...

 

I'm going back to what I've known:

    what has rooted me, grown me, 

        blessed and sustained me;

    sharpened my best points

        and smoothed my rough edges;

    what has challenged me, changed me,

        strengthened and shaped me;

    delighted and thrilled me,

        steadied and calmed me...

       

I'm returning, Lord, 

    to fields of blessings

and only you know

    what blessings and joys

        await me on my return...

Will there be hard times?  

    I'm sure there will be! 

Disappointments, too, and lonely moments

    and loss and grief and the tears they bring;

but through it all I hope and trust

    your holy hand will lead and guide me

        and fill me with blessings yet unknown...

So, I offer this morning

    my outstretched hands and my open heart:

fill me, Lord, and feed my spirits

    with the joy of good places, people and times...

 

Fill my soul with blessings untold,

    blessings already heading my way,

unknown blessings, graces and gifts

    of  wisdom, wonder, mercy and peace...

Amen.    

 

This beautiful song gives perfect voice

    to what I'm praying this morning... 

Let Us Give Thanks for Unknown Blessings 

      by Carol Browning

 

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Let us give thanks for unknown blessings already on the way.

Let us give thanks for unknown blessings already on the way.

God holds the future, the present and the past,

so let us give thanks for unknown blessings already on the way. 

 

See the birds of the air

they neither sow nor reap

yet God will give them food to eat

and God will care for us.

 

Lilies of the field 

they neither toil nor spin

as they are clothed in glorious light

God gives us what we need.

 

Do  not fear or fret

our lives are in God's hands

so praise and thanks should be our song

to God, our hope, our home.

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