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(owl:donaldthompson95 on flickr, luna:BillLepidoptera/ on flickr, willow/fence:trensamiro on flickr, all remaining: Merana Leigh)

Psalm 25:4-5

Show me your ways, O LORD, teach me your paths;

guide me in your truth and teach me,

for you are God my Savior, and my hope is in you all day long (NIV)

Drench yourself in words unspoken, Live your life with arms wide open,

Today is where your book begins, The rest is still unwritten. ("Unwritten" by Natasha Beddingfield)

It matters not how long we live, but how!

Friday, September 2, 2011

For others....

Ok, ok...I know it's been FOR-EV-ER since I've been on here. This place (blogland) is addictive! But life just pulls me far too much away from here. I think of many of you & continue to pray for those of you I know are struggling with something. And Paula, God help me, I got your e-mail today that you left on 8-18. I don't even check my e-mail very often. Being a single parent is tough. Then getting down to see my dad after his stroke in March every weekend for several months took its toll too. Then I tried to get landscaping work done outside before it got too hot. Then I was a painting fool getting several rooms in the house done. Then getting my son in football. Then he got injured the 1st week of practice so on to dr's appts. & now he's in his 4th week of physical therapy. Getting the kids ready to get back in it's homework, etc. I've been swamped at work. My income decreased by $500/month, so trying to find another job. And just....just....(well, you get the picture)

At any rate, I watched an rerun once of Law & Order SVU. Not my usual thing, but I'm guessing God wanted me to see this particular episode. To make a long story short, this one woman escaped Congo after being brutally raped by soldiers. She described how those who raped her also raped her 5 year old daughter. I sobbed my eyes out listening to her describe that, and how many days it took her daughter to die. Every time I think of that episode, I cry. I'm praying this morning for those persecuted, this episode comes to mind & I find myself crying openly. And ranting at God as to how He could allow such a thing....and yes, blah, blah, blah, this is Satan's domain, etc. And then this indignation rises up in me & I say, "But YOU, Lord God, are the righteousness! YOU opened the sea & held back the waters for your people to pass through. YOU rained down manna for your people to eat in the desert. YOU placed every star in the sky. YOU know how many hairs are on each of our heads. YOU love each of us more than a sparrow. YOU can hear my prayer and my prayer is that you will place someone to intervene on behalf of those who are neglected, abused, malnourished, persecuted. YOU, Lord God, love them. YOU, will hear my prayer for them. So I will keep coming to you each day for them. I will stand in the gap just as Moses did for his rebellious people. Yes, there is much horrific evil in this world, but YOU will indeed be the light in that darkness. I believe that YOU will indeed open doors for people to help those in need. And I thank you, Lord, for hearing my prayer and weeping with me!"

I realized that I don't feel that there is much I can physically do to help those people, but I can bow down on their behalf every single day of my life. And I will do just that. I will never know those who have been spared, or even saved. But I don't need to, I just need to do what I can & what I know is right.

Join me, my BB's, in interceding for those who have lost their will to live because of that which they must endure.