One of my favorite prayer books is the considerably archaic and difficult to read Valley of Vision.
Granted, its that, but the thing I like about it the most is that it contains prayers that I couldn’t even think of.
Its easy to pray, its pouring out my heart to God. But my heart is also considerably deceptive, it doesn’t think to pray of what the collective prayers if some Puritans gathered thought of, and written, to pray. Its almost like poetic prayers.
After all, who says/does/thinks these to pray?
Today, I read and prayed the Morning Dedication.
“As I cross the threshold of this day, I commit myself, soul, body, affairs, friends, to your care, incline my heart to your ways, mold me wholly into the image of Jesus, as a potter forms clay..”
I sincerely need prayers like these: “May my lips be a well tuned harp to the sound of your praise.” Surely the Lord knows that in a homeschooling mom’s day, or any mom’s day for that matter, many events would push us to not be a blessing to our husband and kids!
Seemingly insignificant details in everyday life or the daily grind can be viewed with the lens of the gospel and eternity.
“May I view all things in the mirror of eternity, waiting for the coming of our Lord, listening for the last trumpet call, hastening unto the new heaven and earth.”
And finally, most sobering in the time of sickness and an all around season of pandemic: