Dear Lord
Hear me I pray
For my heart is burdened.
In your care
I am safe, I know,
But my heart trembles.
For my father,
My brothers, and my sisters,
In heaven I will not find.
From your path
They have strayed,
As wandering sheep.
Open their eyes,
Tour love they’ll see,
Tis true.
Stretch out your hand
That their stumbling souls,
May take hold of you.
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I decided years ago to give my life to God. It was at a church convention when I was fifteen years old. The pastor gave a message that jolted me to the core. I realized I could not live my life without God in it. But it seemed that almost as soon as I got back home, influences around me got the better of me.
I could apply the words of Paul to this point in my life. “For the good that I would I do not: but the evil that I would not, that I do.” (Romans 7:19)
My spiritual life was a constant up and down; my faith would be built up and then become lukewarm again. I began to wonder why I could not live my life the way God intended me to.
I soon realized that when I no longer found time to pray and read the Bible, my faith would become weak.
Not too long ago I was challenged to read my Bible through front-to-back in a year. I took that challenge and with that came a new perspective. I began each day with prayer and ended each day with prayer. Through this my faith has become strong and confident.
I began this challenge with Genesis at the beginning of January. Today I am five chapters away from finishing 2 Kings.
I pray that my faith would continue to grow and that I could be a light to those around me: my family, my friends, and strangers alike.
As David prayed in Psalm 86:2 I also pray.
“Guard my life for I am devoted to you.”
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Prom night is a special night for most high school graduates. It signifies the end of more than twelve years of forming relationships and friendships, and it means saying goodbye to friends you may never see again. Prom night is about getting dressed up and having a great night with friends. My prom story doesn’t start on prom night, it starts five days prior to that night in our school cafeteria.
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I miss those days, standing behind the counter in the Regina Gardens café. I miss the smiles the elderly ladies and gentlemen would send my way as they waited for their coffee.
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