A Prayer For My Friends Who Went There
May every fiber of your body, soul and spirit listen with all that you have and all that you are.
May you seek the smallest of those who are hurt, with the eyes of your heart. With clarity and tenderness of spirit.
Stand gentle strong, stand gentle brave, in Christ alone. In Christ alone.
Reach close and far, wide and deep, narrow and to every point circling the place where you stand, in love.
Know that you are loved by the Saints not there. Hear our prayers, know our prayers, ingest the words of those who stayed behind. In love. With love.
Drink from The Well, often, drawing moment by moment on strength that comes from Christ. Oh Holy Spirit bless, oh Holy Spirit strengthen. Oh Holy Spirit, heal.
Don’t drown in worry or fear about your husbands, and children and wives who remained at home. Lord, protect. Lord, cover, Lord bless the families of this group.
Speak with wisdom, discernment and love. But listen more. And listen hard. God have mercy. God give grace. God give extra measures of wise words and discerning hearts.
And when it is time and leave, and pain remains. Cover , Lord God, the people who have come to serve You, let them leave in the knowledge that You will continue to do a good work here.
And when it is time to say goodbye to new friends. And relationships have been birthed among the hurting, carry this group home safely and give them the knowledge that You will bless the work of their hands, their hearts, their lips.
Lord we ask travel mercies. Lord we ask your presence. Lord we ask what we can say and do.
As we continue to pray in humility and with hope…..Amen.
This prayer was penned in love for my friends who traveled to Ferguson. To help, to listen, to listen some more, to hear, to love, and to seek. Praying for you my precious friends. And for everyone there who is hurting, angry, or confused. My smallness feels particularly small right now. But I am offering what I have. e
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Beautiful Elizabeth. Living here. Like an ant. Please don’t stop praying for us living here.
Big, big sigh of hope. I believe God can magnify our smallness. Love you, friend.