Every night during my prayer I mention your name. It’s true, I do. I always have. Not to be confused with the habit of mindless repetition, on the contrary, I pray for you so that I will remain mindful. I don’t want to forget about you or your troubles. So, when I say I pray for you, please know I think of you and your situation and I pray for your success. I used to think your success meant your health and well-being. But now I know better. My current prayer for you sounds a bit different.
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A Conversation with God
“I am tired of holding on,” I say. “I think I will let go now.”
“If you let go, I will continue to hold on,” God replies.
Continue readingGeneral Conference thoughts: Prayers of Faith
“My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go” (Hamlet, William Shakespeare).
Continue readingThe Soul’s Sincere Desire
by Carol F. McConkie
What I noticed about Saturday’s sessions of conference? They were reminding me to have faith and to pray. Continue reading
Continuing Revelation
by Henry B. Eyring
I am always curious how people make big decisions in their lives. For me, the first step is prayer. That’s because I know prayer is two way communication.
Sometimes My Prayers Sound Something Like This
Here’s my nightly recap,
and I just have to say
I sure am tired
from my busy, busy day.
Pacing
Anxiety and worry
I tend to wear on my shoulder
Still I carry on
like a frightened soldier.
Sleep will not come
for the troubled and concerned heart.
The load is heavy
when adversity will not part.
A rut in the floor
will be impressed soon enough
as I search for answers
primarily filled with love.
Answers elude me
when I try to find them alone.
This is more than
I can ever do on my own.
My troubles make me
pace a thousand times or more
but no peace comes
until my knees hit the floor.
The answer comes,
“Your troubles I will keep.
Rest now child,
it is time for you to sleep.”
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The Miracle of the Lost Key
Yesterday I woke up 187 miles away from home. I had been visiting my sister, MZ, since Thursday and this was my final morning on my mini-vacation. Originally, I planned on going to the airport with my sister to pick up my niece Lyn before heading out. But I didn’t sleep very well and opted to stay at her place and catch a little extra shut-eye before making the almost 3 hour drive. On a rainy/snowy day. Up into the Wyoming mountains.
Healing
“Please, take away my pain
And eradicate my bane,”
I entreated for relief.
“Remove my thorn from me,”
I pled. Then asked humbly,
“Help thou my unbelief.”
Soon after –
I was called to serve the youth
To teach Eternal truth
And offer them relief.
Hmmm.
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