Thank you for this beautiful prayer, Nadia. For my seniors (where I work): some are ok, but many are losing hope. We may be doing a great job protecting them physically, but there’s a *steep* price emotionally and spiritually. They’re dying in other ways. And with no end in sight, I fear for them. As an healthy, vibrant 85 year old said to me recently, “Aram, I only have a few more years - I’m losing a big chunk of it right now.” 💔
I pray for money so that I have room to breathe again (and I also pray to stop feeling so much shame for wanting to be financially stable). The expense-induced anxiety has paralyzed me to the point where I've lost the ability to function on a day-to-day basis. Lord, have mercy.
there are studies that show that financial worry literally occupies part of your thinking when it is happening. I've been there and know that drain. I pray your season of financial terror is a short one (and for everyone else in the same boat too).
I really appreciate it Maggie, thank you. Currently flunking school right now because the struggle to keep money from taking up all my focus is a losing one. :(
I'm praying we can make it through the darkness with our mental and physical health in good but likely tattered shape. I'm praying that November brings a real election so 2021 can hold some light.
I pray with gratitude for continuing sobriety. In the 3 years since I got sober (at the age of 55), some of the most stressful things have happened. The worst boss/employment experience of my life. My adult autistic child finishing highschool with a terrible experience with a teacher and now struggling to get on with his life. Continued financial stress and the COVID lockdown .. the list goes on. And through it all, I keep thinking if I was still drinking, I’d be in so much more of a mess! God’s grace ❤️
I pray that someday soon I will be able to see and hold my precious grandson Noah. He's my first grandchild and was born in January. I haven't held him since March because of Covid19. I'm afraid he will grow up and never know me. My heart aches and is breaking over this. I miss my children so much too. I just pray to be able to be a family in presence again. ❤
I am sorry, and I feel your hurt. I miss my family! I miss my daughter, she is states away, and my siblings are in Alabama, they are states away. I just don't feel safe with the idea of travel. Praying for you.
On this, the fifth anniversary of my husband's stroke, I rejoice in how far he has come in regaining the use of his right side, and I pray for his continued healing.
I pray for a parishioner who is recovering from multiple fractures after falling from a ladder.
I pray for a friend who is self-quarantining as he prepares to begin his seminary education.
I pray for teachers and students and parents in this weird back-to-school time.
I pray for those who are anxious, depressed, and lonely.
I am praying for those freak out moments of all of us. My husband just returned from fighting wildfires in California. I am praying that your area settles down. Smelling and seeing the smoke magnifies the stress. Listening to others when so much is going on is hard and I also am working on the quiet. Peace. Rachel
I pray for my sister-in-law who is in final stages of pancreatic cancer. I ask the God of grace for a miracle.
I pray for my step-sister who has joined and is teaching in an “evangelical christian cult”. They have her in meetings 7 days a week and she believes Trump will save us from the coming antichrist. Oh lord - open eyes and ears of all of us.
I pray for my 99 year old grandmother who is confused and has to be taught about covid each new day. I pray the isolation used to keep her physically safe will not add to her confusion and drpression.
I pray for the poor, the vulnerable, the lonely, the overlooked ones - that Christ will bring them comfort.
I pray for the powerful and wealthy that they will be filled with empathy for others and filled with awe & humility before the God of heaven and earth.
I pray for the prophets and truth tellers that they will be sustained by the Almighty God as they speak out against injustice, evil, and deceit.
I pray for the zealous pharisees to have a conversion experience like Saul of Tarsus that they will preach love and grace instead of law and sacrifice.
I pray for my faith as I am awash in grief. I pray to have hope. I pray to show love.
Praying for all parents dealing with trying to facilitate online learning for their children. I work at the welfare office. Every day I hear the frustration, the depression the anxiety. Parents who can’t read, use a computer, speak English and (no judgement) have several school age children. I could go on and on about the dysfunction of it all. And yet here I am snug as a bug, in my room eating chilled watermelon in bed feeling sorry for myself because yesterday was my 21st sobriety date and I can’t get a CHIP! Oh yeah and on the 31st of August I turn 60 and had a big plan to take my granddaughter to Disneyland! Oh boo hoo.
I pray for my abusive ex boyfriend, who I am now thankfully, finally, free from. His heart is broken, and his head is, too. And I cannot fix it. I will not. I pray that God renews his strength to move on with his life, to ease his suffering and bring him closer to healing, and further away from me. Amen.
i pray that logic and reason rules the day and we start all rowing in the same direction. also, a good enough job for me at good enough pay. that my daughter is happy and well
I pray for the depressed and exhausted. I constantly feel like I'm in a pinball game of emotions. My very best friend loves me but doesn't understand depression. She jokingly called someone an "Eeyore" yesterday because that someone wasn't sure what he was doing with his life and is depressed. She's a very "look for the silver-lining" kind of girl, which I aspire to be but and FAR from. I pray God protects our friendship during a weird time where we are both coping in our own ways.
Thank you for this beautiful prayer, Nadia. For my seniors (where I work): some are ok, but many are losing hope. We may be doing a great job protecting them physically, but there’s a *steep* price emotionally and spiritually. They’re dying in other ways. And with no end in sight, I fear for them. As an healthy, vibrant 85 year old said to me recently, “Aram, I only have a few more years - I’m losing a big chunk of it right now.” 💔
I pray for money so that I have room to breathe again (and I also pray to stop feeling so much shame for wanting to be financially stable). The expense-induced anxiety has paralyzed me to the point where I've lost the ability to function on a day-to-day basis. Lord, have mercy.
i hear you Charlie. am in the same boat. so many of us are
there are studies that show that financial worry literally occupies part of your thinking when it is happening. I've been there and know that drain. I pray your season of financial terror is a short one (and for everyone else in the same boat too).
I really appreciate it Maggie, thank you. Currently flunking school right now because the struggle to keep money from taking up all my focus is a losing one. :(
... and may all that I am and am not, be enough to give when I’m called to be present for another.
Amen
I'm praying we can make it through the darkness with our mental and physical health in good but likely tattered shape. I'm praying that November brings a real election so 2021 can hold some light.
I pray with gratitude for continuing sobriety. In the 3 years since I got sober (at the age of 55), some of the most stressful things have happened. The worst boss/employment experience of my life. My adult autistic child finishing highschool with a terrible experience with a teacher and now struggling to get on with his life. Continued financial stress and the COVID lockdown .. the list goes on. And through it all, I keep thinking if I was still drinking, I’d be in so much more of a mess! God’s grace ❤️
3 years!!!! Excellent!!!!, look at what all the bottle is throwing at you. You are a strong and powerful child of God. don't ever forget that.
I pray to know this "may I remember that my terror is not a sign of your absence and my hope is not a sign of your presence"
Profound
I am so tired, Lord. Lift me up, lift us all up with the breath of your Spirit.
Yes, this. I feel like cups need to be filled up, lungs and hearts are looking for breath of Holy Spirit.
I pray that someday soon I will be able to see and hold my precious grandson Noah. He's my first grandchild and was born in January. I haven't held him since March because of Covid19. I'm afraid he will grow up and never know me. My heart aches and is breaking over this. I miss my children so much too. I just pray to be able to be a family in presence again. ❤
I am sorry, and I feel your hurt. I miss my family! I miss my daughter, she is states away, and my siblings are in Alabama, they are states away. I just don't feel safe with the idea of travel. Praying for you.
You're not alone in your pain. I can hardly stand not being able to see our little grandchildren. So many tears shed with you. . .
On this, the fifth anniversary of my husband's stroke, I rejoice in how far he has come in regaining the use of his right side, and I pray for his continued healing.
I pray for a parishioner who is recovering from multiple fractures after falling from a ladder.
I pray for a friend who is self-quarantining as he prepares to begin his seminary education.
I pray for teachers and students and parents in this weird back-to-school time.
I pray for those who are anxious, depressed, and lonely.
I am praying for those freak out moments of all of us. My husband just returned from fighting wildfires in California. I am praying that your area settles down. Smelling and seeing the smoke magnifies the stress. Listening to others when so much is going on is hard and I also am working on the quiet. Peace. Rachel
I pray for my sister-in-law who is in final stages of pancreatic cancer. I ask the God of grace for a miracle.
I pray for my step-sister who has joined and is teaching in an “evangelical christian cult”. They have her in meetings 7 days a week and she believes Trump will save us from the coming antichrist. Oh lord - open eyes and ears of all of us.
I pray for my 99 year old grandmother who is confused and has to be taught about covid each new day. I pray the isolation used to keep her physically safe will not add to her confusion and drpression.
I pray for the poor, the vulnerable, the lonely, the overlooked ones - that Christ will bring them comfort.
I pray for the powerful and wealthy that they will be filled with empathy for others and filled with awe & humility before the God of heaven and earth.
I pray for the prophets and truth tellers that they will be sustained by the Almighty God as they speak out against injustice, evil, and deceit.
I pray for the zealous pharisees to have a conversion experience like Saul of Tarsus that they will preach love and grace instead of law and sacrifice.
I pray for my faith as I am awash in grief. I pray to have hope. I pray to show love.
Oh Lord have mercy
Christ have mercy
Kelley, I pray for your sister-in-law, and your family.
Praying for all parents dealing with trying to facilitate online learning for their children. I work at the welfare office. Every day I hear the frustration, the depression the anxiety. Parents who can’t read, use a computer, speak English and (no judgement) have several school age children. I could go on and on about the dysfunction of it all. And yet here I am snug as a bug, in my room eating chilled watermelon in bed feeling sorry for myself because yesterday was my 21st sobriety date and I can’t get a CHIP! Oh yeah and on the 31st of August I turn 60 and had a big plan to take my granddaughter to Disneyland! Oh boo hoo.
Congrats on 21. I’m waiting on my 10 year chip. Recognizing and admiring our folly is not fun, but starts the healing.
The irony of turning 21, the legal drinking age. Thank you!
I pray for my abusive ex boyfriend, who I am now thankfully, finally, free from. His heart is broken, and his head is, too. And I cannot fix it. I will not. I pray that God renews his strength to move on with his life, to ease his suffering and bring him closer to healing, and further away from me. Amen.
i pray that logic and reason rules the day and we start all rowing in the same direction. also, a good enough job for me at good enough pay. that my daughter is happy and well
I pray for the depressed and exhausted. I constantly feel like I'm in a pinball game of emotions. My very best friend loves me but doesn't understand depression. She jokingly called someone an "Eeyore" yesterday because that someone wasn't sure what he was doing with his life and is depressed. She's a very "look for the silver-lining" kind of girl, which I aspire to be but and FAR from. I pray God protects our friendship during a weird time where we are both coping in our own ways.
I have a similar situation with long time friend. I join your prayer. Amen
For it all, all of it.