Prayer is Hard

Good morning. It is Sunday, July 5, 2015.

Today’s word of the day, from Merriam-Webster, is bunkum. Bunkum is a noun, meaning, “insincere or foolish talk : nonsense.” The origin of this word appears to be political. “Some words in our language have more colorful histories than others, but in the case of bunkum, you could almost say it was an act of Congress that brought the word into being. Back in 1820 Felix Walker, who represented Buncombe County, North Carolina, in the U.S. House of Representatives, was determined that his voice be heard on his constituents’ behalf, even though the matter up for debate was irrelevant to Walker’s district and he had little to contribute. To the exasperation of his colleagues, Walker insisted on delivering a long and wearisome “speech for Buncombe.” His persistent—if insignificant—harangue made buncombe (later respelled bunkum) a synonym for meaningless political claptrap and later for any kind of nonsense.”

Today is Bikini Day. I swear it was the only choice I had! Anyway, it marks the invention of the scandalous swimwear, in 1946, by Parisian fashion designer, Louis Reard.

We had a really nice day yesterday. After I finished my morning blog, we cooked breakfast and had a nice meal around the table (that doesn’t happen much at this house, these days). After some quick showers, we took my mother up to Half-Price Books and just shopped around for a bit. I left $5 richer than I went in, which is always a good thing. After picking up some drinks at Sonic, we headed back to the house for about an hour, then went up to where our church meets for the July 4th cookout. We had a nice time hanging out with the church family, eating hot dogs and brats (the sausage, not the kids), and playing a few games. Around 7:00, we left there to get my mother packed up so we could take her back to Mineral Wells.

We had a very pleasant drive both ways, and didn’t stay long in Mineral Wells, as it was already after 8:00 when we arrived there. We were both exhausted, so we didn’t stay up a long time after we got home. Over all, I would say it was a very pleasant day, and has been a delightful weekend, so far. I do believe Rachel and Justin are supposed to come over this afternoon, so we will need to go do our grocery shopping this morning.

On this date in 1865, The Salvation Army was founded in London. In 1937, Spam was introduced by Hormel Foods. In 1947, Larry Doby signed a contract with the Cleveland Indians, becoming the first black player in the American League. In 1954, Elvis Presley recorded “That’s All Right,” which would be his first single, and the BBC broadcast its first TV news bulletin. And in 1971, the 26th Amendment was certified by President Nixon, officially lowering the voting age to 18.

Today’s birthdays include Thomas Hooker (English Connecticut colonist), Mary Walcott (American accuser at the Salem witch trials), P.T. Barnum (American circus owner), Warren Oates (American actor), Shirley Knight (American actress), Robbie Robertson (Canadian musician, The Band), Michael Monarch (American musician, Steppenwolf), Huey Lewis (American singer), Goose Gossage (American baseball player), Bill Watterson (American cartoonist), Marc Cohn (American singer/songwriter), Claudia Wells (American actress), and Jason Wade (American musician, Lifehouse).

Marc Cohn was born on this date in 1959, making him 56 today. Here is a wonderful song of his, “Walking in Memphis.”


To the choirmaster: according to The Gittith. Of Asaph.
Sing aloud to God our strength; shout for joy to the God of Jacob!
Raise a song; sound the tambourine, the sweet lyre with the harp.
Blow the trumpet at the new moon, at the full moon, on our feast day.

Psalm 81:1-3

(From Prayer: Experiencing Awe and Intimacy with God)

“I can think of nothing great that is also easy,” says Tim Keller. In that case, he says, prayer must be “one of the hardest things in the world.” I am inclined to agree with him. Sure, in many ways, prayer is easy. How hard is it to say grace before a meal? But to really get into deep prayer with God, having all of our senses consumed by his presence . . . this is a truly difficult thing. I cannot say whether I have ever fully accomplished this. However, when we admit that this is a difficult thing, it can be encouraging, because we can be assured that we are not alone.

Keller quotes a book by a nineteenth century theologian, Austin Phelps. The book is called The Still Hour, and begins with a chapter called “Absence of God, in Prayer.” The author begins with Job 23:3, which says, “Oh, that I knew where I might find him!” Phelps is quoted as saying that, “a consciousness of the absence of God is one of the standing incidents of religious life. Even when the forms of devotion are observed conscientiously, the sense of the presence of God, as an invisible Friend, whose society is a joy, is by no means unintermittent.”

Even though we know that God is always here and never absent, I firmly believe that we would be less than honest if we said that we never experienced the feeling of God’s absence. But there are reasons for this feeling, and for the feeling of dryness in our prayer lives.

One thing we learn when we try to pray is “our spiritual emptiness.” In fact, we get quite used to being empty, to the point that we don’t truly recognize it until we begin to attempt prayer. “We don’t feel it until we begin to read what the Bible and others have said about the greatness and promise of prayer.” And while it is a crucial first step, it can be very disorienting.

What happens when our prayer lives begin to flourish? Well, we might be experiencing self-pity, or in the process of justifying anger and resentment. Then, when we begin to pray, we come face to face with the pettiness of those feelings. “All your self-justifying excuses fall to the ground in pieces.” Perhaps we come to our prayer session, feeling great anxiety. As we get into prayer, we find that we wonder what we were so worried about, maybe even laughing at ourselves, thanking God “for who he is and what he’s done. It can be that dramatic. It is the bracing clarity of a new perspective.”

Over time, the experience described in the previous paragraph can become normal. But it doesn’t start that way. At the beginning, that feeling of the absence of God, along with a feeling of desperate spiritual poverty, dominates. But we must persevere, pushing forward to that place that Packer and Nystrom call getting “through duty to delight.”

Let us not understand, though. Even when the good experiences become “normal,” there will be times of dryness and emptiness that return. But, when we persevere, “the vivid reorientation of mind, and the overall sense of God on the heart, comes more frequently and sometimes in startling ways–interspersed with times of struggle and even absence.” The pursuit will bear fruit, “because God seeks for us to worship him (John 4:23) and because prayer is so infinitely rich and wondrous.”
(pp. 24-25)

Father, how well I know that prayer is hard. So many times, I have experienced this dryness, this emptiness, sometimes right on the heals of a seemingly victorious and fruitful day of prayer. I do not believe that it is you that is inconsistent, though. I know it is me. But I also know that you will take me through periods of testing, and periods of walking through the desert, in order to make those times of closeness and fruitfulness that much more blessed. And it is the promise of those times that keeps me persevering through the struggling times. Sometimes, I know that the struggles are due to my divided heart, and for that reason, I continue to pray that you will unite my heart to fear your name. Teach me through the difficulty of prayer, knowing that “nothing great is also easy.”

I pray for this day. I lift up Christi to you, who is struggling, this morning, with pain in her legs, as well as some sickness in her stomach. I pray for relief for her. May you grant us safety and success as we go out to do our chores, in a bit. And I pray for a good visit with Rachel and Justin, this afternoon. May your presence shine down on us, whatever we find ourselves doing.

Thank you for such a wonderful times over the past couple of days. Thank you that you provide for us, so that we could do the things we do, and so that we could bring my mother to participate. I pray that all of us may get some good rest today, as we prepare for another work week, ahead.

Your grace is sufficient.

Prayer is hard. Don’t let anyone tell you different. But the joy and reward that we receive, when we struggle through the difficult times, is without comparison. Don’t give up when the dry times come; don’t give up when you don’t feel the presence of God. It may feel as though he is absent, but he is NEVER absent! Never!

Grace and peace, friends.

What the World Needs Now…

Good morning. It’s Thursday morning, December 20. Five days to Christmas, six days to Cancun. Today is “Mudd Day,” apparently named after the doctor who tended to John Wilkes Boothe after he shot Lincoln and broke his leg. He went to the home of Dr. Samuel Mudd, who apparently delayed contacting the authorities, and, subsequently, served four years in prison for participating in the conspiracy to assassinate the President.

It’s also “Go Caroling Day.” I like that one better. 🙂

On this date:
In 1803, the “Louisiana Purchase” was completed.
In 1860, South Carolina was the first state to secede.
In 1941, the “Flying Tigers” had their first battle in Kunming, China.
In 1957, Elvis was drafted. (Presley, not Andrus.)
In 2007, Elizabeth II became the oldest monarch of the U.K, passing Queen Victoria.

Today’s birthdays include Samuel Mudd (see the info on “Mudd Day” above), 1833, Branch Rickey (baseball exec), 1881, Fred Merkle (first baseman, “Bonehead”), 1888, Peter Criss (drummer for KISS), 1945, Alan Parsons (musician and producer), 1948

Cecil Cooper (baseball player), 1949, Chris Robinson (The Black Crowes), 1966, Aubrey Huff (baseball player), 1976 (grew up in Mineral Wells, Texas, my home town), James Shields (baseball pitcher), 1981, David Cook (winner of American Idol), 1982, Jonah Hill (actor), 1983.

We didn’t do much yesterday, other than watch the two episodes of The Voice from this week, including the season finale. I won’t be a spoiler, but let’s just suffice to say that I was VERY unhappy with the final result.

O Lord, open my lips, and my mouth will declare your praise. (Psalm 51:15)
Lord, you have been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God. (Psalm 90:1-2)
Father, you truly have been my refuge for all these years. Open my lips this morning, and I will praise you. Show me a vision of you, that I might serve you faithfully today.

Today, I’m reading Isaiah 11:6-9.
6 The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the young goat, and the calf and the lion and the fattened calf together; and a little child shall lead them.
7 The cow and the bear shall graze; their young shall lie down together; and the lion shall eat straw like the ox.
8 The nursing child shall play over the hole of the cobra, and the weaned child shall put his hand on the adder’s den.
9 They shall not hurt or destroy in all my holy mountain; for the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the LORD as the waters cover the sea.

The beautiful scenario begun yesterday continues in today’s reading. The peace envisioned in the reign of the Messiah is almost unfathomable. Verse 9 is especially beautiful. “They shall not hurt or destroy in all my holy mountain; for the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the LORD as the waters cover the sea.”
There also some interesting thoughts regarding children and animals that I don’t have time to get into this morning.

Today’s reading from My Utmost For His Highest is called “The Right Lines of Work.” The scripture reference is John 12:32, in which Jesus says, And I, when I am lifted up from the earth, will draw all people to myself.

“Very few of us have any understanding of the reason why Jesus Christ died. If sympathy is all that human beings need, then the Cross of Christ is a farce, and there was no need for it.” The world doesn’t just need love, the world needs open-heart surgery.

If a soul that is in difficulty can get to God through any other line than the Cross of Christ, then that Cross was unnecessary. I’m about to say something very unpopular, so get ready. If what many people say is true, that there are “many roads to God,” then the horrible suffering that Jesus Christ went through was a tragic, terrible joke on him. If there is any other road to get to God besides the road of the Cross of Christ, than that God is a cruel, sadistic, jerk. The truth, as I believe it, is that there are only two roads, and they lead in opposite directions. (That’s a Timothy Keller thought, there.) Even Led Zeppelin only mentioned two roads. “If you can help others by your sympathy of understanding, you are a traitor to Jesus Christ.” I must keep my soul rightly related to God, and I must only try to help others on his line, not trying to help on the “human line” and completely ignoring God.

I must show the world Jesus Christ and him crucified. I must lift him up, so that he may draw to himself. “Every doctrine that is not imbedded in the Cross of Jesus will lead astray.” My usefulness to God depends solely on my simple relationship to Jesus Christ, and nothing else.

Our calling as “New Testament workers” is to “uncover sin and to reveal Jesus Christ as Savior.” Chambers says we “cannot be poetical,” we “must be surgical.” While I might agree with that sentiment, I find great comfort in waxing poetical, at times, especially since I’m a fledgling songwriter. However, I do agree that “We are sent by God to lift up Jesus Christ, not to give wonderfully beautiful discourses.” The aesthetic quality of our speech matters not one iota as long as the message being presented is the truth of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

All that being said, there is still a need for the truth to be spoken in love. There is a way to “uncover sin” that is not so harsh as some want to make it. The Gospel of Christ can be shared without being “judgmental.” “You’re going to Hell because of your sin,’ is probably not the best way to win someone over. “Here’s how much the Creator of the universe loves you,” is probably a better start.

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.

Father, I pray for compassion for all people. While I recognize that sympathy is not what the world needs, and that “what the world needs now is love, sweet love,” is not quite an accurate assessment of the problem, when we attempt to spread the Gospel of Christ while spewing hatred at sinners, we don’t do much good. Over and over, your word tells us that we are to take care of the needy. The widows and fatherless are especially dear to you, and your word does not differentiate between the saved and lost widows and fatherless, at that point. The poor and needy are poor and needy, regardless of their spiritual condition. Nevertheless, I pray that, while we generously provide for the needs of the people, we don’t forget to give them what they really need, and that is Jesus Christ. I pray each day that I might help someone find your peace. That peace comes through Jesus Christ and him alone. Obviously, I don’t believe that there are many roads to get to you. But I do believe in using compassion to help someone find that one true road. So I pray for more compassion for people. You have told us to love our neighbors as ourselves. You have told us to treat people as we would be treated. That must lead me to the conclusion that there are a lot of “Christians” out there who would prefer to have hatred and venom spewed at them. I don’t want to be that person, and I thank you that you have brought me down a path of compassion instead. I want to love like you love, Lord. I pray daily that the characteristics of love presented in 1 Corinthians 13 would be manifest in my life. I pray that you would make me
not envious,
not boastful,
not arrogant,
not rude,
not insistent on my own way,
not irritable,
not resentful,
not one that rejoices in wrongdoing,
one that rejoices in truth,
bear all things,
believe all things,
hope all things,
endure all things.
In short, I want to be like Jesus.

I pray for this day, Father. I pray for a good work day for Christi and for me. I pray for a day with no anxiety for us, as well as for Stephanie. I pray that Stephanie would feel better today, as she was a little “under the weather” yesterday. Draw us all closer to your heart today.

I thank you that our pastor’s wife is improving, and continue to pray for her healing and recovery from pneumonia. I also pray for my manager’s recover from shoulder surgery.

Repeating a previous statement. The world doesn’t just need love…it needs open-heart surgery.

Grace and peace, friends.


Good morning. It’s Thursday, August 16, 2012. Today is “National Rum Day.” Which immediately made me think of this.

Indeed…why is the rum gone. Daiquiris all around!

On this date in 1896, gold was discovered in the Yukon, near the Klondike River. On this date in 1948, George Herman “Babe” Ruth passed away from cancer in New York City. On this date in 1977, Elvis Presley was found unconscious in his Graceland home. He was rushed to the hospital, where he was pronounced dead. Since that time, he has been seen multiple times at K-Mart. On this date in 1958, Madonna was born, prompting Don McLean to write a song about “the day music died.” I’m not even going to try to type her whole name. The part about Don McLean was a joke. Sort of. On this date in 1920, Charles Bukowski was born. On this date in 1974, The Ramones played their first public gig at CBGB’s in Manhattan.

(I know…that’s not The Ramones, but it’s what I thought of, so I included it. I like the song.)

We are beginning preparations for our Christmas vacation, the first one we have ever taken. Last week, we decided that, on the day after Christmas, we are heading to Cancun. In order to do this, we will have to get passports. I’ve never done that before, so we’re getting to work on that. We’ll be staying at this Iberostar hotel. We’re still looking into a day trip to some of the ruins, perhaps Chichen Itza or Tulum. We’re pretty excited about this trip.

As this week winds down, we are heading towards Stephanie’s 19th birthday. That happens in just three days, now.

Father, I pray for a glimpse of your face this morning as I look into your Word.

Today I’m reading Psalm 77. Another psalm written by Asaph, this one laments the feeling that God has abandoned his people. The psalmist remembers, though, the great works of God in the past, which lifts his spirits.
I cry aloud to God, aloud to God, and he will hear me.
IN the day of my trouble I seek the Lord;
in the night my hand is stretched out without wearying;
my soul refuses to be comforted.
When I remember God, I moan;
when I meditate, my spirit faints.

You hold my eyelids open; I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
I consider the days of old, the years long ago.
I said, “Let me remember my song in the night;
let me meditate in my heart.”
Then my spirit made a diligent search:
“Will the Lord spurn forever, and never again be favorable?
Has his steadfast love forever ceased?
Are his promises at an end for all time?
Has God forgotten to be gracious?
Has he in anger shut up his compassion?”

Then I said, “I will appeal to this, to the years of the right hand of the Most High.” (1-10)
From this point on, he remembers the works of God on their behalf. I believe that it is okay to ask these questions of God. Of course, I never truly believe that God has “forgotten” anything. He certainly has not “forgotten to be gracious!” But there are times in my life, when it seems, at least to my feeble understanding, that God has abandoned me. I hope, at this point in my life, that I will not think that again. But I’ve certainly been there. It’s not a pleasant feeling. In fact, it is a feeling of ultimate despair. The very idea that God has abandoned you is one of the worst feelings you could have. There is no hope if God has abandoned me. And there is no worse feeling than that of no hope.

The good news is that God has never abandoned me, no matter how bad things seem. He has promised this. Because of this, there is always hope. Always.

My Utmost For His Highest
To him the gatekeeper opens. The sheep hear his voice, and he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. John 10:3

“The soul is in danger when knowledge of doctrine outsteps intimate touch with Jesus.” One can know much about doctrine and not know the Savior. Mary was weeping in the garden, as she contemplated an empty tomb. She knew nothing of doctrine. The Pharisees could have humiliated her, doctrinally. But they could not take away the fact that Jesus had cast seven demons out of her, or the fact that she knew Jesus!

Have there been times in my life when I doubted something about Jesus, perhaps something to which others testified but I have not yet experienced? Thomas had been told what the other disciples had seen, but he would not believe until he saw. Jesus graciously condescended to show him. When those personal touches from Jesus come, “they are indescribably precious.” When those times come, I, along with Thomas can do nothing but cry out, “My Lord and my God!”

Peter denied Christ, even throwing in a few curses for good measure. Yet, after the Resurrection, Jesus appeared to Peter…alone. Jesus restored Peter privately, then before the others.

Do I have a personal history with Jesus? “The one sign of discipleship is intimate connection with Him, a knowledge of Jesus Christ which nothing can shake.” I can say today, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that, yes, I have such a history. I know Jesus, and he knows me. That may sound arrogant, but there is nothing of arrogance in this. As I look at the teachings of Jesus each day, especially those in the Beatitudes, I am made more and more aware of my condition without him. I am, indeed, “poor in spirit.” I know my condition! I know that I have nothing to call my own, except the sin that I bring to the foot of the cross! I have no “good” in me. “You are good, you are good, when there’s nothing good in me!” I am recognizing the necessity of mourning over sin, especially my own. There is an increasingly intimate connection with Jesus going on, and I don’t want to stop it…I don’t want to mess this up.

I will continue to learn more about doctrine. Nothing wrong with that. But it will no longer be more important than that connection, that intimacy with my Savior.

Father, I thank you for this intimate connection with Christ. Yet, it is not intimate enough. I pray that it be deeper. Draw me closer, by your Spirit. Each day, as the day closes, I can look back and identify times when I failed to display the characteristics of the Beatitudes in my life, or the fruit of the Spirit, listed in Galatians. At the end of this day, I want to be able to look back and say that I was gentle, kind, patient, loving, joyful, peaceful, good, faithful, and had self-control. I want to be able to say that I was poor in spirit, that I mourned over sin, that I was meek, that I was pure in heart, that I helped someone find the peace of God, that I was merciful, and that I hungered and thirsted for your righteousness.

Let me not doubt you. May my faith be strong, even in times of stress and crisis. Give me courage to believe in you at all times, and to trust that you have everything in my life in your hands, under your control. May my prayers be effective, as I lift others up to you. And by “effective,” I mean that I desire to be praying your heart for people, not just asking for what they/I want. I’m not asking you to do what I want you to do. I’m asking you for the desires of your heart to be my desires. “Break my heart for what breaks yours.”

I think I’m rambling now, Lord. I pray that you keep me focused on you throughout this day. I ask for Christi to have a good work day, and that you would relieve the pain that she continues to feel. She is strong, Lord. She endures it. But I know that it wears her down, and I pray that you would heal it, whatever is causing it. I pray that you would touch Stephanie today, inspiring her to know you more, to pray and study your words. Give us all your peace today.

My life goal, at least in this matter, will be to know Jesus more than what I know about him. I desire to learn more, yes. But I desire to know him more, as well.

Grace and peace, friends.

Let Not Your Heart Be Troubled

Good morning. It’s Thursday, July 5, 2012. Gotta make this quick today, because I’m going to work at 8am, since we had a holiday yesterday. The holiday took a tragic turn when we had to put our beloved cat, Midnight, to sleep yesterday. It’s possible she had some kind of stroke or seizure, or maybe even cardiac arrest. She was pretty old, though, and had a thyroid disease. We were pretty sure this day was imminent, anyway.

Midnight (1997-2012)

Today is “National Graham Cracker Day.” I just might have some of those somewhere.

It was on this date in 1921 that the Chicago White Sox were accused of throwing the World Series. The infamous “Black Sox” scandal named players such as the great “Shoeless” Joe Jackson, Buck Weaver, and Eddie Cicotte. Jackson, however, had the best batting average of either team in the series, so it’s unlikely that he participated. Nevertheless, he, and all others implicated in the scandal, even though acquitted by a jury, were banned by newly hired baseball commissioner, Kenesaw Mountain Landis. It was one of the saddest days in baseball history.
On this date in 1954, Elvis Presley recorded “That’s All Right (Mama).”

Our lunch yesterday was delicious, and we had a very nice visit with Rachel and Justin. Stephanie and I got in our workout, while Rachel and Christi attended to the unpleasant task mentioned at the beginning of today’s entry. We thought it would be good to get Stephanie to the gym to keep her mind off of Midnight. The great thing is, even thought today feels like Monday, there are only two more work days until the weekend. It’s kind of like having two Fridays in the same week!

Father, I pray for some inspiration today that would help me live this day in the shadow of your grace. Create in me a clean heart, O God…

Today, I’m reading Psalm 35. In this one, David prays for vindication against his enemies.
Contend, O LORD, with those who contend with me;
fight against those who fight against me!

Let them be put to shame and dishonor who seek after my life!
Let them be turned back and disappointed who devise evil against me!

He speaks of the unfairness in the way he was treated as people for whom he wore sackcloth and fasted when they were afflicted rise up and malign him, rejoicing at his stumbling. (11-16) But in verse 18, he still insists that he will publicly praise the Lord.
I will thank you in the great congregation;
in the mighty throng I will praise you.

I believe we see from this that it is okay to ask the Lord to vindicate us; it is fine to pray for the Lord to avenge wrongdoing against us. I suggest, however, that we be very cautious with our motives.

My Utmost For His Highest

Commit your way to the LORD; trust in him, and he will act. Psalm 37:5

Today’s reading pretty much takes up where yesterday’s left off. It’s called “Don’t Calculate Without God.” Chambers notes that it almost seems as if God takes delight in upsetting the plans we have made without taking him into account. We don’t really believe this, of course; I don’t think God would delight in upsetting us. But sometimes, it’s as if he chuckles at our plans and then says, “Just watch this…” “We get into circumstances which were not chosen by God, and suddenly we find we have been calculating without God; He has not entered in as a living factor. The one thing that keeps us from the possibility of worrying is bringing God in as the greatest factor in all our calculations.”
We always say we put God first, especially in our “religious” activities, but when it comes to our personal lives, it’s a different story. We must come to God as we are, every day, with the practical things of life.
Chambers makes a bold statement: “You cannot lay up for a rainy day if you are trusting Jesus Christ.” Jesus told us, “Let not your heart be troubled…” That was a command. “Haul yourself up a hundred and one times a day in order to do it, until you get into the habit of putting God first and calculating with Him in view.”

Father, I pray that I will always put you first in life…not just in matters of religion. Help me to always calculate with you in mind, not with the “rainy day” in view, nor with the idea of the evil that may happen in view. You should be first in mind, and you should be first in our plans and calculations. I commit to let not my heart be troubled; I commit to not fretting. Forgive me when I do, and nudge me with your Spirit when I begin to fret over anything. Whatever will be, will be…that much is true. I cannot alter one inch of what will come by fretting. Let that be the thing that I live by today.

I pray for this day, Lord, quickly, as it is time to go. I pray for Christi today, that she will continue feeling better. Comfort us in the loss of our family pet. Some think it silly that we grow so attached to an animal, but, nevertheless, we do. Especially, I pray for Stephanie today, as she will be at home with the memories. May she take comfort in your Spirit, as well as with her other cat, Honey. Bring her great peace today, Lord.

I will continue my prayers on the trip to work this morning. Take comfort in knowing that God has his hand on all things in your life. Do not fret; let not your heart be troubled.

Grace and peace, friends.