A Favorite Prayer

 On this bleak, rainy Oregon day in May, I carry this prayer with me in my heart.

My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going.
I do not see the road ahead of me.
I cannot know for certain where it will end.
Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that
I think I am following Your will does not mean that I am
actually doing so. 

But I believe that the desire to please You
does in fact please you.
And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing.
I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire.
And I know that, if I do this, You will lead me by the right road,
though I may know nothing about it.
Therefore I will trust You always 

though I may seem to be lost  and in the shadow of death.
I will not fear, for You are ever with me,
and You will never leave me to face my perils alone.

(Thomas Merton)

A Minor Miracle

I had a minor miracle happen last night.  But then, are any miracles really minor?

About 10 years ago, give or take, I lost my wedding rings. I thought they were still in the house, but I searched every place I could think of...and a whole lot that were the longest of long shots. I found a lot of things that were missing, but never my wedding set. About every six months or so, I would look for them again, but never located them.

Last night, about 11, as I tossed and turned, I felt compelled to go searching one more time. I looked in all the places I've looked before and, of course, didn't find them.  Then, because it was Pentecost, I decided that I would thank God in advance for having shown me where the rings were.  As I went through drawers and boxes, I kept giving thanks for having found the rings.

It was a long night.

About 2 am, as I searched through a small jewelry box that I had looked through at least a dozen times before, I saw a small sparkle.  I dumped the contents of the box into my hand and there, amid some mismatched earrings was my wedding set.

Had it been there all along? If it was, I hadn't seen it all these years.

And why last night? Why that night would I feel compelled to search for something that had been lost for so long?

I don't know.  I just know that I have found the rings and I give thanks for this minor--or not so minor--miracle.

Sunday Gratitude and Prayer Score Card

I have a perfectionist streak that says if I'm not writing a perfect blog post I shouldn't write at all...which means I haven't written at all.

Anyone else have that problem?  Perfect or not at all?  I've been working on that and have made some progress, which I will write about...as soon as it's perfect.

Because it's late and I want to start the week's blogging, here is Sunday's Gratitude.

1.  A lovely lily scented votive candle.  I got several for my birthday last year and I decided not to "save" them, but to enjoy them...so this is one of the last.  Its scent is heavenly.

2. Red rhodies along the side of the road. As in blood red for Pentecost.

3. Finding a bracelet I thought I had lost.

4. Trader Joe's chocolate pudding.

5.  Finding someone to put the moss remover on the roof because I don't do roofs.  Never have and never will. (NOT my roof.  I do preventative moss remover!)

Prayer Score Card

Actually, it's the same as last week. 

3 Yes

10 No answer yet