Lord, there are weeds in the garden.
I feel so righteous pulling them up.
It’s interesting to see not only the plant
but also the roots.
As I sit here writing, a vole ran past my feet.
It’s the first I’ve seen this year.
We’ve had so much rain this summer,
I thought they had probably drowned.
Lord, your creatures are so wonderfully diverse.
The sunflowers are eight feet tall and blooming.
The neighbor’s garden has seven foot tall
magenta plants with huge blossoms
similar to ours which are three feet tall.
Black-eyed Susan have taken over part of the garden.
Zinnias bloom in many colors.
Thank you, Lord, for these wonderful gifts. Amen.
Song of Solomon 2:12
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing has
come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
Hymn: In the Garden
O Lord, we come before you
in the morning,
seeking to know your will for our day.
In old age the choices are limited.
Yet, we see some who are older than we are
who continue to serve.
Life is not a contest, Lord,
but each has a unique plan
for usefulness in your kingdom.
We are rise each day
curious to see your presence here
in a new way.
We are grateful for the many health services
offered for older people in our complex.
There are also, many opportunities
for service to others.
Thank you Lord, for those who serve
and those who are served. Amen.
In old age they still produce fruit; they are always green and full of sap, showing that the LORD is upright; he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.
Ah, Lord, sometimes it’s hard
to get started in the morning.
Nothing is urgent.
Most tasks can be put off
without anyone noticing:
such as cleaning the refrigerator or dusting
My husband never sees.
My sister-in-law’s husband
insisted that she dust every day.
Lord, you told Martha
that Mary had chosen the better part.
Lord, it’s nice to just sit and think about things:
When one is old there are so many memories:
forget the bad and remember the good.
Lord, you are with us all the way.
But now it’s time to get started. Amen.
How long will you lie there, O lazybones? When will you rise from your sleep? A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest, and poverty will come upon you like a robber, and want like an armed warrior.
Luke 10: 41-42
But the Lord answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and distracted by many things; there is need of only one thing. Mary has chosen the better part, which will not be taken away from her.”
Dear Lord, scientists tell us
that our weather is changing.
The newspaper writes about
fires raging in California
and other parts of the world.
Scientists say it is because
of our use of fossil fuels.
Lord, help us to come to grips
with these problems
before it is too late.
People who live near the equator
are sweltering, while Eskimos
think it sounds great.
O Lord, help our leaders deal with it,
before it is too late. Amen.
“But I will warn you whom to fear; fear him who, after he had killed, has authority to cast into hell. Yes, I tell you, fear him! Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten in God’s sight. But
even the hairs on your head are all counted. Do not be afraid; you are of more value than many sparrows.”
Ah Lord, the front pews of our church
used to be full of old friends.
Now only one or two remain.
Even some in their 60’s or 70’s have gone.
Consider those who are left, Lord.
Have you a plan for who goes first?
Or is it just a matter of physically wearing out?
My grandparents lasted a long time.
Now, when I’m almost their age,
I wonder how much longer.
Aches and pains are creeping up
and becoming permanent.
We rely on you, Lord, for whatever is best.
But I would prefer to go before I’m senile
Your will be done. Amen..
So even to old age and gray hairs, do not forsake me, until I proclaim your might to all the generations to come.
Hymn: How Great Thou Art
O Lord, when I sit quietly with closed eyes,
the possibilities are endless,
but when I begin to move, reality restricts
and tasks of living intrude.
As I gaze at the clouds,
where heaven once enticed,
but now astronauts traverse
on their way to other worlds,
I wonder where to see your kingdom, Lord?
Is it only in the mind
and work of human saints?
Or will this earth and other worlds
provide living space?
Lord, we want all to be saved:
the good, the bad, and the indifferent.
Your love surrounds and gives us faith
that whatever lies ahead,
we are with you. Amen.
They were greatly astounded and said to one another, “Then who can be saved?” Jesus looked at them and said, “For mortals it is impossible, but not for God; for God all things are possible.”
O Father, the resurrection lily is blooming,
reminding us of Christ’s ongoing presence.
The sky is lowering, but rain is not predicted.
A few drops fell last evening.
A mower is mowing grass nearby.
The black-eyed Susan are in full bloom.
I need to pick some fresh flowers..
Tomatoes are ripe and ripening.
What will I do in the winter, Lord?
It’s different when one is young and busy.
Writing memoirs is too boring, Lord,
and my daughter said not to bother.
My children do not mince words.
You are our “refuge and strength”
in every situation.
Lord, I need strength. Amen.
God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.