I know you're out there and that you love me. Do you read blogs? Maybe. I don't know. It seems as good a place as any to send out a prayer, though, so here it goes. Please Lord, help me and my family survive. Help us become financially stable, so that we may better do your will. Please help me get that Scholarship from Coca Cola, because I need it. I want to be able to pay for school, so I can be a nurse and help people. I want to serve you by helping others, and I'm asking pretty please for a miracle, so that I can do that. I have less than $100, my mom has $10 until Thursday, and both of our cars won't run. Thank you so much for my darling Kristopher, he is really helping me out through all of this. But even with his help, I still despair. It's hard for me to see how things will ever get better, and all I want to do it succeed in life and fulfill my calling to heal others, and to live in a way that pleases you. I don't know how to ask for you to save us from financial ruin. It sounds so shallow or materialistic, but just functioning is getting hard. Please... We need a miracle. Thank you for all that you do. Please take care of Merri's hand, Kevin's temper, and my mom's MS. Please give hope and satisfaction to Angie, and understanding and wisdom to my dad. Help me do your will. Thank you, God. I ask this in the name of my Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.
Please get into my fingers and my mind so that I am able to learn these songs and have them hidden in my heart till the appointed time. O Lord Jesus, please touch the guitar that the strings ring true and bring forth Your presence each and every time they are played. Lord Jesus, let the meditations of my heart and the overflowing of my heart be pleasing to You. Let my sacrifice be as a sweet fragrance to You as I continue to stretch my faith and myself to become who You have called me to be.
to all of the churches and their members,My name is Kathryne Loukopoulos and I am opening my website www.prayersdocometrue.com to be able to help take care of God's Children and my own. Our Heavenly Father designed it and told me what to do and I did, so I hope you enjoy it for Our Heavenly Father dedicates it to all his Chosen Ones and Elect. God Bless.
I am at work. At the library. I just got asked a question that is a first for me.
Man: Excuse me? Me: How can I help you? Man: I am a Muslim and it is almost time for me to pray. Is there a quiet space in the library I can use? Me: There are plenty of areas you are welcome to use, but the third floor is reserved for quiet study so if you need quiet, I'd find space up there. Man: I was hoping for something private, I don't want to offend anyone. Me: We don't have private rooms available, so I can't offer that. But I don't see a problem with you using the public space of the library. Man: Thank you, you've been very kind.
And then he nodded to me and stepped away, presumably to find a place to pray. There was something about this interaction that was curiously uplifting and yet sad at the same time. I don't like to hear him wanting to hide for fear of offending people. This is his religion, and therefore his right, and what on earth is wrong with that?
I say nothing, but I know not everyone is so accepting. Yet, the fact that he approached and so calmly stated his question, it is a sign that we are shifting toward a more universal acceptance. "America, it's not just for Christians anymore" maybe a slogan to consider?
Seriously, I don't mean to make light. I know the religious and political undertones in our society are serious. I don't take any of it lightly, but sometimes it seems that maybe if we ALL took ourselves a little less seriously we might not be in this predicament in the first place. Today, I just met a guy who was exceedingly polite and needed space for a private matter. Not a whole heck of difference from the woman last week who asked for a private place to pump her breast milk. I just wish that no one saw a difference there....