gregintenn
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I seem to do a lot of thanking and asking for forgivness.
Originally posted by marine2541:
I'm Catholic. Yesterday I said a Rosary for my son Brian who took his own life at 17 years of age. I prayed that he was finally at peace, and also that he forgive me for not being there when he needed me most. Yesterday was the eight years aniversary of that day.
Marine2541. I know you didn't ask, but I am sending one up for you and your son. I truly believe that God listens.
For my kids and grandkids, that they may be healthy and safe. Also thay my Heavenly Father give me the strength and enduance to be the best man I can be
Originally posted by Andy Griffith:
Well, (deep subject).
I am no pastor, just another pilgrim trying to make progress.
I don't ask for blessings, I am so blessed every day.
I don't ask for safety, because I don't imagine that God is my personal air-traffic-controller.
I try not to put "God in a box," as we so often do.
I do pray that He gives me and those around me the wisdom and understanding that I/we need to have, and that our undertakings give Him the glory.
I am thankful for each and every day that I live, for each day lived is a blessing- no matter what the circumstances. I have blessings uncountable and I know I take many for granted.
I do pray for family, friends, leaders (yes, our President too) and co-workers (current and retired)- so that they may know Christ, and that they have the wisdom and knowledge recalled to them so that they make the right decisions for us and our posterity.
I know that this is a forum of many diverse beliefs and holdings, and even though I may not agree with those held by others, I respect other people.
Quite notably, this thread came up...
Today is the National Day of Prayer.
Originally posted by red14:
For my kids and grandkids, that they may be healthy and safe. Also thay my Heavenly Father give me the strength and enduance to be the best man I can be
And I give thanks for my blessings.
The other day at the range, my arthritis really was hurtin'. I was trying to pick up some paper I had dropped, and asked God to help me. A little breeze came up and pushed that paper into my hand. I know it sounds corny, but I believe my prayer was answered.