We have this from Joshua, an instrumental by his cousin, James Swansom: Just a Closer Walk with Thee.
Please drop in a prayer for me today–my allergies are killing me.
Tag: prayer requests
Prayer Request: Carol and Danny
My wife’s best friend, Carol, has a prayer request. Her husband, Danny, had a heart operation recently. Today, minutes after telling him “You’re good to go,” the doctor changed his tune: “I’m afraid I have bad news for you.” It was bad, all right: they messed up the operation and have to do it over. No joke: that’s a heart operation. And to have good news snatched away like that is hard to bear.
Carol and Danny need our prayers.
O Lord our God! All healing comes from you–even when the doctor makes an error. Have mercy on your servant, Carol, and her husband, Daddy: they are deep in need or your blessing and protection. Please, Father–put it right.
In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Prayer Request: Our Country (2017)
Jeremiah at prayer
Going into 2020, America was humming like a finely-tuned machine. Now look at us. Didn’t take Democrats long to plunge us into the tar pit, did it?
We needed to pray five years ago. We need it more now.
The Swamp, the corruptocrats, the nooze media, and our (aaaak!) so-called schools and colleges work night and day, every night and every day, to destroy our country and debase the entire human race. If not wipe it out.
But “greater is He that is in you than he that is in the world” (1 John 4:4): God Almighty, Jesus Christ our King, will overcome the evil ranged against us.
Pray, and work, and dare to speak the truth–for God is with us, and not with them.
Robbie to Get Radioactive Iodine Treatment
We’re stewing today because we’ve got to take Robbie to another corner of the state tomorrow to get radioactive iodine treatment for her hyperthyroid condition.
We’re not worried about the treatment itself, because so many people say it really works. It’s more the early-morning drive on the Garden State Parkway, with the cat screaming bloody murder all the way there, crazy Jersey drivers all around us, and a not at all user-friendly veterinary practice where they won’t let you take your cat into the building, they’ll come out and get her, etc. They’re still in full-throttle COVID mode.
We’ll have to leave her there for several days because she’ll be “hot” from the treatment. Again, people say it really works. But we’re not used to there being no little girl-cat in our home and I expect we’ll fret in spite of reassurances that all will be well. It’s like checking your child into the hospital. Not very soothing.
I just can’t do any more nooze today. Please pray for us.
Here’s the Little Boy We’ve Prayed For
Against grim odds, but with a lot of prayers raised up for him, little Holden is on the mend and might be able to go home in another day or two. And that is a very healthy smile he’s got!
Thank you, O God, for sparing this little child. We are sorry it had to come to a heart transplant: but we know the true healing agency was your sovereign grace and love.
Please Pray for This Child
This is Holden, Martin Selbrede’s baby grandson. This sweet little baby has had one medical emergency after another–the latest one a heart transplant, not quite two weeks ago. He’s not out of the woods yet, but he’s getting there.
O Lord! Please, Father, shed your grace on this little child and his family, save him and heal him. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
(Martin is a director of Chalcedon and has been a mentor to me.)
Prayer Request: For Phoebe
Please join me in praying for our dear friend and colleague, Phoebe. Her cat, Iggy, is having a bad time of it (he recently had his 19th birthday). This kind of thing doesn’t get easier with time.
O Lord! You know how we love our pets, and they love us. You know how much it hurts us when we lose them. Please, be kind to your servant, Phoebe, and save and heal her cat. The evils of a fallen world are hard on us, Father. Please grant your blessing to your servant, Phoebe–and heal her cat. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Urgent Prayer Request for Phoebe
Phoebe has to try to get the vet to see her cat this morning, he fell sick over the weekend. Patty and I lost our little Peep recently, and we’re a long way from getting over it.
O Lord our God! Please, Lord, be kind and merciful to your servant, Phoebe, and heal her cat. You know how we love our pets, Father; and they love us. You know how it hurts us to lose them. Please, Lord: this time, save Phoebe’s cat, Iggy.
We ask for this blessing in Jesus’ name, Amen.
I’m in a Slump
If I were Popeye I’d be needing my spinach just now, ’cause I’m in a slump. I don’t know, maybe it’s the weird weather we’ve been having here this week. Last weekend we sweltered in the nineties. Now it feels like October. When can we expect the Trick-or-Treaters?
I’ve got to create blog posts, write a Newswithviews column, and get some more work done on my manuscript. I’ve already been out to the doctor’s for more eye drops. And they’re doing roadwork outside that makes our building shake. Not nice!
How do I bust loose? Maybe sit outside a bit, before it rains. It looks like rain. Hum, baby.
Maybe resort to prayer. On second thought, never mind the maybe.
Hymns and Prayer: Our Country Needs It
When she gets out of bed, she’ll go teach kindergarten.
Anybody out there got any hymn requests? Anyone got any prayers?
It has gotten to be the easiest thing in the world, to find and post “education outrage” stories… every single day. In fact, there are always, always, more than one. I just posted a great big one a few minutes ago.
Now the crooks in Washington are enlisting foreign intelligence agencies to crush individual American citizens–right here at home! Look at the suddenly-arisen herculean efforts to protect “groomers.” They’re teaching in our schools, running Disney Corp., and doing everything they can to push children into sex at an early age. Can we even imagine an innocent reason for this? Crikey! We had that idjit Psaki actually weeping over a few states’ efforts to rein in the groomers. Presidential spokes-creature. Hot dog.
Our country has fallen into terrible trouble; and the very worst of it is the way we use our schools, from kindergarten through college, to “teach” and “celebrate” self-destructive evil.
The only truly productive thing we can do about it is to take the children OUT! of public school and teach them at home. Get them away from the groomers.
America needs our prayers, we need each other’s prayers, we need hymns, we need the Bible–O Jesus Christ our Lord and King, our champion: we need you!