Hand writ prayers

I’ve never been a Collector of things, not even of my paintings which lounge wherever they find space; maybe the most passionate of my ‘collections’ were bus tickets for some reason; I was age 5 and remember hoarding them from the two families we lived around at Wilson Gardens. Then were feathers at pre-primary school, Christmas cards a little later, shells, pressed flowers and leaves. Now recently, I’m collecting something new…

Thankyou Kelly Sikemma for Pic

…. thick note paper or hard edged sides of boxes, oh cake boxes, anything that can cut in neat squares and be written on in bold ink without being washed off by the sun on frig or table tops and walls where they will find places.

My Gran & Ma* had this habit of writing out Scripture verse in the back of Bibles, in new diaries and older ones;

I watched as I did my ABCs and grew into a bit of them*, writing down Scripture, as Prayers.

Words of the Psalmist, Moses… they all became my own as I moved in time and space. With every house -shift I’d find these boxes of Verse fading, curled, breaking and they were hard to throw away.

Now I realize what a part of my life they are, how they’ve bridged me over many waters: these borrowed prayers and promises from Genesis to Revelations: Epistles of Faith, Hope & Love from via the Throne Room where deserts turn to Eden with the knowing of the Giver Himself: a knowledge bigger than human request.

So here I am, in the 11th month of 2021, an avid collector of paper given on days I knelt to pray but no words arrived except a wilderness maybe. God never can resist a human heart that waits waits. So He gives me these little notes, on the stone tablets of my heart: writ with His voice, His peace.

Who can resist God when He speaks? What can separate us from Love that would send His son to a Cross to die for me that I might even look His way, at His Life –

Or even experience this extreme Friendship, no matter the insanity of the days we are in.

They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount on wings like an eagle. They shall run and not be weary, walk and not faint..."

๐Ÿ‘†๐ŸผNew verse emerges as November rain fills sky and earth with that extra nip in the air typical of an Indian year end. My taste buds are definitely returning, and sense of smell. Today I smelt a little mint, but none of the soaps yet. Body aches and low grade fevers recede. Have we had Covid? Who knows.

There’s a new variant arriving tomorrow, call it:

9j*1.6G1Lโ„…HeH/vs” hehe.

It is good to feel laughter rising in my soles again, it always happens when Christ sends His Notes to read, re- read: they grow Joy and some other Words human may ignore for sounding ‘out dated’.

And still, it is what it is: the undiluted power of PRAYER.

Do check this Beautiful read in Blogs: ”A Father’s Prayer

Have a seriously blessed up November!๐ŸŒพ

And hey, I just got note from fellow bloggers that could not comment here, for not being on WP.

Do let me know if that’s you too @ idialects102#gmail.com

๐Ÿ•Š๐ŸŒพ

R.

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8 thoughts on “Hand writ prayers

  1. From Lisa Blair

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    I tried leaving a comment on your Five Minute Friday post, but it blocked me. It only allows through FB, Twitter and WP. It doesn’t allow me to comment with my name & URL. Just an FYI, if you are wondering why you are not receiving comments, it could be that people like me are trying to leave a comment, but are prevented from doing so because of the limited choices. Thanks!

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  2. I’m betting you did have coronavirus! My sister couldn’t smell or taste anything for weeks. She is just now able to taste garlic and vinegar – but nothing sweet (which has aided her diet since she has no desire to have candies). I love that you are writing these verses and placing them around your home – to read them again and again like a prayer or mantra to praise or glorify God. I wondered where you had gone as I missed your posts! I hope all the family is healthy or on the mend. I will add you to my prayers!

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  3. Love that kerosene lamp that is ‘slightly’ pictured–so interesting looking. I am so glad to hear you are recovering! Prayers for complete recovery and greater strength and stamina each day โค

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