Prayerful Pondering
by Pat Luffman Rowland
Author: Pat Luffman Rowland
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Father, I think often about Your mercy. Your mercy throughout my life has been humbling and abundant. Only You, O God, could extend such mercy to me — and to all humankind. When I ponder on your mercy, these thoughts comes to me: You created man for a loving relationship. You never intended us to know any kind of…
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Trust is key to receiving all that our loving God would have us receive from Him. It is what enables our salvation, our direction, our keeping, our healing, all that is good. It is our trust that God truly cares for us that secures our future – in this world and the next. We trust Him as our Father who…
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Father, I need to remind myself often that You have said we are to cast all our anxieties on You. The natural thing for me to do is worry, fret, and think too much about my problems. I wish I weren’t that way, but we both know I am. You’ve taught in Your word that…
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Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Sometimes that is the only prayer I have – and it is enough. When I’m waiting for an answer that doesn’t come and I know no more prayers to pray, I utter His name — Jesus. When the night is long and I can’t sleep, I whisper — Jesus. When I’ve lost…
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In the stillness of this morning, I come to give You thanks. For the air I breathe, and a body that still knows how to receive and use it; legs and feet that take me where I want to go; arms and hands that allow me to do necessary things, and enjoy so many things…
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I have always loved the sea and some years back, I would imagine myself there as a means of relaxing into sleep. It helped me to bring closure to lingering anxieties of the day and provided a kind of sanctuary. There I would surround myself with the sounds of the water and think how the dampness of the sandy shore would feel…
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In the quietness of morning, I come to You. In preparation for the day, I meditate and feed on Your word. I come expecting to be restored and You grant it. I come trusting for guidance, and You provide. Your word is like water on a dry ground. It is like a dear friend’s smile,…
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Father, there is a place inside of me that only You can reach. A place where created is met by Creator. And there in Your presence, I know that all is well. It is only there that I can be sure that You are real and able, gracious and kind, loving and full of mercy. …
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Father, when I become still at the end of this day, and think about how I spent the hours that have passed, will I despair of the little I’ve done that matters? Will I have taken time to be with You, Lord, resting in who You are, thinking of Your wonder, knowing the sureness of…