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musings from Brother Jeremiah: "If I had my life to live over again, I’d try to make more mistakes next time. I would relax. I would limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I know of very few things I would take seriously. I would take more trips. I would climb more mountains, swim more rivers, and watch more sunsets. [ 116 more words ] https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/09/01/labor-day-musings/

Lord teach us to be good stewards of the earth instead of overlords bent on destroying what you created and named good. https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/31/stewards/

No church is perfect but that’s because the people gathered there — including you —aren’t perfect either. After all, what can you expect from a group of people who get together at least once a week to confess how they have failed God and receive his forgiveness? We are all pilgrims on the way keeping each other company, encouraging, strengthening, loving each other and picking one another up when we stumble or fall. So praise God for the church where, when we are lucky, we greet him in a warm embrace. https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/30/church/

A gift of love https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/28/a-gift-of-love-2/

A Gift Of Love https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/28/a-gift-of-love/

Jesus says, “Are you tired? Worn out? Come to me and you’ll recover your life. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/27/are-you-tired/

Lord, thank you for each time you have listened to me as I poured out my prayers of request to you. Thank you for gently holding my heart in your hands, hands still marked with the signs of undeserved grace. Thank you for these moments to just be and worship you as my creator, redeemer, and friend. Let me live a life of constant praise as I sing Alleluia with each caring act and word. You are my everything. https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/26/prayerful-praise/

I love praying into the promise of the dawn, hands wrapped around a hot cup of coffee, slipping into the thin space where I meet my God and am renewed. https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/25/the-promise-of-the-dawn/

Lord, teach us that your gift of silence and our --your --longing for peace is a two edged sword. Forgive us when we remain silent when assaulted by hate filled words for the sake of “keeping the peace” and avoiding confrontation. Forgive us when we betray the faith by our silence when confronted with blasphemy, afraid we might offend the darkness. [ 88 more words ] https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/24/confession-of-false-peace/

Martin Luther’s first rule for prayer: Don’t lie to God. https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/23/dont-lie-to-god-2/

Lord I wish I were one of your saints who keep your peace and love shining through in all times and all circumstances. I wish I were one of the ones who never grow weary — one of the ones who never struggle with the faith at all. I want to be that kind of saint but I’m not. I’m the “my life is messy and my halo gets bent and tarnished” kind of saint. [ 106 more words ] https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/22/an-unsaintly-prayer/

Where can I run, O God, except to you? https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/21/run-to/

I don’t want to sit quietly and breathe in your peace. I want to get at it. I need to get dressed and get in the car so I too can be a part of rush hour insanity. I want to gobble down breakfast without really tasting it. I want to stay in this frantic place. I can always pray later. But your stillness calls out to me and I stop, take that first breath of grace, and am caught up in your love. https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/20/i-dont-want-to-pray/

Go into this day with the Abba who created you and called you good. . Go in the grace of Christ that will cover your doubts and fears. Go in the power of the Holy Spirit who will be with you in every obstacle you encounter. Go in the peace that comes from this this Holy Trinity that is our God. https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/19/blessing/

The old chain of command demanding more money, more time, more “likes” is breaking down as God’s command chain of love, joy, and gratitude are winning the battle for my soul. https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/18/chain-of-command/

I have a box of letters and cards: thank you notes, blessings, prayers. It sits under my coffee table and on grey days I pull it out and rifle through them. I wouldn’t take a tweet for this heart filled box of mine. May you be blessed with such a box as well. https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/17/a-blessing-box/

You are the twinkle in the eyes of God. https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/16/you-are/

Each tradition that celebrates Holy Communion does it a bit differently. In mine, we sometimes take communion by intinction where you break off a piece of the bread of life and dip it into the cup symbolizing Christ’s blood, a cup of love poured out for us. What strikes me as odd are those people who come forward and break off the smallest piece of the bread of life that they can, hardly big enough to dip into the cup of love and grace. [ 107 more words ] https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/15/take-a-hunk-of-love/

Lord, as I go about my day let me be a living font of your blessings to those I meet. https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/14/a-font-of-blessings/

It all comes down to love. https://lancingpresbyterian.wordpress.com/2019/08/13/love/