[book and pen] (Photo credit: RHiNO NEAL)
A Writer’s Dream
by Bob Hostetler
Lord, you showed Jacob a stairway to heaven,
and spoke to Solomon in his dreams.
You gave to Joseph and Daniel
insight into the meaning of dreams,
and gave your servant Peter a transforming vision.
God of dreams and visions,
please condescend to me in my sleep,
and inspire my writing even as I sleep.
Speak to me in the night watches,
whisper in my ear,
and make me a better writer
while I rest in your arms,
in Jesus’ name, amen.
Bob Hostetler’s Prayer Blog
C. H. Spurgeon, “The Prince of Preachers” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Charles Spurgeon recommended this addendum for any prayer…
Lord, if what I ask for does not please You, neither would it please me. My desires are put into your hands to be corrected. Strike the pen through every petition that I offer that is not right. And put in whatever I have omitted, even though I might not have desired it had I considered it … not as I will, but as Thou wilt.
What a great addition to any prayer – that God would be our editor. I’m always thankful for a good editor!
“My desires are put in you hands to be corrected.”
I’m thankful that God knows our hearts and our weaknesses.
Would this addendum have changed any of your past prayers?
Laurie and Betsy
Mother Teresa (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
A Favorite Prayer of Mother Teresa based on the writing of Kent Keith
People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered.
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies.
If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you.
Be honest and sincere anyway.
What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight.
If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous.
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, will often be forgotten.
Do good anyway.
Give the best you have, and it will never be enough.
Give your best anyway.
In the final analysis, it is between you and God.
It was never between you and them anyway.
Jesus from the Deesis Mosaic (Photo credit: jakebouma)
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
courage to change the things I can,
and the wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
enjoying one moment at a time;
accepting hardship as the pathway to peace.
Taking, as He did,
this sinful world as it is,
not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things
right if I surrender to His will;
that I may be reasonably happy in this life,
and supremely happy with Him in the next.
Drawing of a praying man. Ink wash. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I want to know thee, but my cowardly heart fears to give up its toys.
I cannot part with them without inward bleeding,
and I do not try to hide from Thee the terror of the parting.
I come trembling, but I do come.
Please root from my heart all those things which I have cherished so long
and which have become a very part of my living self,
so that Thou mayest enter and dwell there without a rival.
Then shalt Thou make the place of Thy feet glorious.
Then shall my heart have no need of the sun to shine in it,
for Thyself wilt be the light of it, and there shall be no night there.
Prayer Space.JPG (Photo credit: bhsher)
Oh source of my inspiration, teach me to extend toward all living that fascinated, unsentimental, loving and all-pardoning interest which I feel for the characters I create.
May I become identified with all humanity, as I identify myself with these imaginary persons.
May my life become my art and my art my life.
Christopher Isherwood 1940
you who did not invent tizzies,
be with me when I get caught
in the wild worrying of my mind,
and the needless scurrying around
in my fearful heart.
you did not invent tizzies,
and only I can send them on their way,
and I will,
if you strengthen me
to let go of my anxious hold
on what is nonessential.
—Joyce Rupp from The Out of the Ordinary
Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Prayers (Photo credit: Xerones)
Be thou my vision,
O Lord of my heart,
Be all else but naught to me,
Save that thou art;
Be thou my best thought
In the day and the night,
Both waking and steeping,
Thy presence my light.
Old Irish Text versified by Eleanor Hull