Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts

Friday, February 21, 2014

#prayerforukraine

As many of you know, Ukraine has a special place in my heart. Since I spent the summer there in 2011, the country and quite a few of the people there are very dear to my heart. Which is why the recent turmoil in the country has left me broken-hearted. 

The majority of the revolution is happening in the capitol, Kiev, which is not near my the people I love. But Ukraine is not a big country, so this is clearly affecting the whole country. 

Please say a little prayer for a country I love very much. Pray for: peace in general, resolution, God to reign supreme in that country, no more fighting, no more death, wholeness, unity.


These are some of the people I love, and want to see protected from harm.



This is just one picture from the troublesome times.
(source)


Read more about the revolution: CNN Article on Ukrainian Revolution

Monday, January 27, 2014

night of worship

Last night at church, we had a night of worship. It was a much needed time to spend in fellowship with my Lord. To be free to sit/stand/lay down/just be free in the presence of Jesus. Why shouldn't we give Him some undivided attention every once in awhile? He really deserves it all the time, but we can't focus for that long. We sang some songs that we hadn't sang in a while, with words that got me thinking about the majesty and glory of Jesus. It's always nice to be reminded of that. Letting the Holy Spirit fall. Man, it felt so good.


My God is BIG. My God is great. My God will stand when all else fades. He never ends. He was, is, and always will be. He stays by my side and never leaves me even when I run away. He is the healer and there is great power in His name. It's better to spend one minute in His presence than ten million elsewhere. He deserves nothing less than everything I have to give Him.


Yesterday, I lost a special lady in my life, my great-aunt Jackie, aka my old maid. When I was 8 or 9, my family went on a trip to Texas and she & I played the card game "Old Maid" the whole way. Since then, I've always called her that. She was a sweet lady that really loved Jesus. Lately she had been having some health issues, and was really ready to meet Jesus. Since I have really experienced the Lord and have a relationship I have hope. There is a plan and a purpose for everything under heaven. I no longer question why things happen. I know she is no longer hurting and she gets to be with Jesus. In reality, she is the lucky one. She will always be special to me, and will always have a special place in my heart.


Aunt Jackie & Grandma Freda (a few years ago at Aunt Jackie's birthday party)

Wednesday, January 09, 2013

the unknown

do you ever feel like your drowning? literally sinking into a bottomless pit of despair. trying to grasp and reach for air but every attempt is for nothing because you slip further and further into the nothingness that is wrapping you up.

that's where I am at right now. drowning the unknown of my future, the unknown of everything.

here I am, roughly seven months since I graduated college and still without a job of any kind. still uncertain of what I am going to do with this degree I worked so hard to get.

here I am, longing to be in Ukraine. in a place where I can't understand 99% of the people I encountered due to the language barrier, but they loved me regardless. in a place where I felt Jesus moving.

where does God want me? where would my 'talents' be best used? if you could call them that. at this point in time, I look at what other graphic designers are doing and I look at my work, and then think that I will never be good enough to work anywhere as a graphic designer.

all I know is that I have to surrender everything I know and everything I am to Jesus. because the only way to be rescued from the drowning mess is when Jesus reaches down and pulls me out. and when I refuse to let myself be not 'good enough.' but I've been seeking for quite some time and I still don't know where I'm supposed to be or where I'm supposed to go or what I'm supposed to be doing. I must need a lesson in listening.



Psalm 143
A psalm of David

Lord, hear my prayer,
listen to my cry for mercy;
in your faithfulness and righteousness
come to my relief.
Do not bring your servant into judgment,
for no one living is righteous before you.
The enemy pursues me,
he crushes me to the ground;
he makes me dwell in the darkness
like those long dead.
So my spirit grows faint within me;
my heart within me is dismayed.
I remember the days of long ago;
I meditate on all your works
and consider what your hands have done.
I spread out my hands to you;
I thirst for you like a parched land.

Answer me quickly, Lord;
my spirit fails.
Do not hide your face from me
or I will be like those who go down to the pit.
Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love,
for I have put my trust in you.
Show me the way I should go,
for to you I entrust my life.
Rescue me from my enemies, Lord,
for I hide myself in you.
Teach me to do your will,
for you are my God;
may your good Spirit
lead me on level ground.

For your name's sake, Lord, preserve my life;
in your righteousness, bring me out of trouble.
In your unfailing love, silence my enemies;
destroy all my foes,
for I am your servant.

Saturday, March 03, 2012

devastion

as many people have heard by now, there was a horrific tornado in my hometown of Harrisburg, IL on early Wednesday morning.
lives were lost, homes destroyed, stores demolished.
but we won't let that keep us down.
there have been people from all over  have been pitching in to help rebuild our little city.
people have been working hard, every day.
I'm so proud to come from a town where this can't and won't bring us down.
Mayor Gregg, such a wonderful man, has been quoted saying, we will rebuild and this will make us stronger.
even though it's for awful reasons, the New York Times did an incredible picture slideshow. 
you can see it here: NY Times Slideshow
right now, prayers for strength and peace are much needed.

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