Lord, I confess I love shopping —
looking at everything —
before making a decision.
It’s my form of exercise.
Yesterday, I only looked
through one store before I gave out.
In our retirement community
some people use catalogues to shop.
I like to see clothes and try them on.
You dressed simply, Lord,
and had a seamless tunic.
Perhaps someone made it for you.
You got exercise walking
from town to town.
Help me to keep properly fit, Lord,
to be a capable servant.
They were on the road, going up to Jerusalem, and Jesus was walking ahead of them; they were amazed , and those who followed were afraid.
When the soldiers had crucified Jesus, they took his clothes and divided them into four parts, one for each soldier. They also took his tunic; now the tunic was seamless, woven in one piece from the top. So they said to one another, “Let us not tear it, but cast lots for it to see who will get it.”
A few nights ago, Lord,
we attended an illustrated lecture
given by one of our residents
on a sailing trip around the world.
She and her husband sailed with a crew at first
but ended up with only the two of them.
They explored many islands.
Lord, when you sailed on the Sea of Galilee,
storms made your disciples afraid.
You calmed the sea
and told them to have faith.
Keep our eyes on you, Lord,
as we sail through the sea of old age.
A great windstorm arose, and the waves beat into the boat, so that the boat was already being swamped. But he was in the stern, asleep on the cushion; and they woke him up and said to him, “Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?” He woke up and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace! Be still!” Then the wind ceased, and there was a dead calm. He said to them, “Why are you afraid? Have you still no faith?”
Hymn: Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me
Our poetry group met yesterday
to read poems with the residents
of the assisted living facility, Lord.
We read our own poems
and poems written by others.
One person read a sonnet
by Shakespeare and shared
interesting insights about it.
Lord, you quoted the Psalms
when you preached and talked
with the disciples. Poets put
our feelings into words.
Thank you, Lord, for poets.
Jesus said to them, “Have you never read in the scriptures: ‘The stone that the builders rejected has become the cornerstone; this was the Lord’s doing, and it is amazing in our eyes’?” (Psalm 118:22-23)
Hymn: Lift Up Your Heads, Ye Mighty Gates (Psalm 24:9)
Each month, Lord,
the people who live on our floor
of this apartment building,
get together to see
if there are any concerns
that need to be addressed
by ourselves or by management.
One time we reported
the raised edge of a sidewalk
where someone had fallen.
Yesterday we got to chatting about
end of life concerns,
which produced much merriment, Lord.
We are at peace with this possibility.
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not let them be afraid.
Hymn: He Leadeth Me: O Blessed Thought
You took her, Lord,
when she was only 98.
She was a member of our church.
She loved to hug people
and talk to them in person
or on the phone.
She wouldn’t use her walker
in church, but had someone
walk her down the aisle.
She loved everyone,
and we loved her.
Now you’ve taken her, Lord.
I know you will enjoy having her,
but we will miss her.
“Do not let your hearts be troubled. Believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father’s house there are many dwelling places. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, so that where I am , there you may be also.”
Hymn: For All the Saints
The sun comes up, and we know it is day.
We can see things that were hidden in the dark.
Light is a metaphor for mental comprehension:
When we understand something,
we are said to be “enlightened.”
We say that you are the light of the world, Lord,
Light is a wonderful experience, Lord.
when we grasp the significance of your
coming to earth and the difference
it makes in our lives.
Open our eyes to your light, O Lord.
Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness but will have the light of life.”
Then Jesus cried aloud: “Whoever believes in me believes not in me but in him who sent me. And whoever sees me sees him who sent me. I have come as light into the world, so that everyone who believes in me should not remain in darkness.”
Hymn: Christ Is the World’s Light
As we left the dining room last night,
I stopped to talk with a friend
and asked about his wife who was not with him.
He said, “She fell and broke her hip.
She’s in the Health Care Center.”
Lord, why did this happen?
It is good we are here
where we can be cared for at such times,
but we would like to be well.
Lord, give us strength
to be helpful during these times.
Hold us up with your presence. Amen.
“Or those eighteen who were killed when the tower of Siloam fell on them—do you think that they were worse offenders than all the others living in Jerusalem? No, I tell you; but unless you repent, you will all perish just as they did.”