Inspiration

Walk the Good Road to the Day of Quiet

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There is no other one to pray to but you.
You yourself, everything that you see,
everything that has been made by you.
The star nations all over the universe you have finished.
The four quarters of the earth you have finished.
The day, and in that day, everything you have finished.
Grandfather, Great Spirit, lean close to the earth
that you may hear the voice I send.
You towards where the sun goes down, behold me;
Thunder Beings, behold me!
You where the White Giant lives in power, behold me!
You where the sun shines continually,
whence come the daybreak star and the day, behold me!
You where the summer lives, behold me!
You in the depths of the heavens, an eagle of power, behold!
And you, Mother Earth, the only Mother,
you who have shown mercy to your children.
Hear me, four quarters of the world—
a relative I am!

Give me the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is!
Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand,
that I may be like you.
With your power only can I face the winds.
and walk the good road to the day of quiet.
This is my prayer; hear me!
The voice I have sent is weak,
yet with earnestness I have sent it.
Hear me!
It is finished. Hetchetu aloh!

—Oglala Sioux, 1930

This post is an excerpt from The Woman’s Book of Prayer by Becca Anderson, which can be found at Amazon and Mango Media.

Inspiration

Comfort and Strengthen My Soul

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Out of the depths, I cry to you, Lord!
My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow;
have mercy on me, according to your unfailing love.
May your Word of truth comfort and strengthen my soul.
You are the Resurrection and the Life.
He who believes in you will live, even though he dies!

Be my Light, my Strength, my Hope, and my Peace. Amen.

—Susan Glende

This post is an excerpt from The Woman’s Book of Prayer by Becca Anderson, which can be found at Amazon and Mango Media.

Inspiration

Walk the Good Road to the Day of Quiet

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There is no other one to pray to but you.
You yourself, everything that you see,
everything that has been made by you.
The star nations all over the universe you have finished.
The four quarters of the earth you have finished.
The day, and in that day, everything you have finished.
Grandfather, Great Spirit, lean close to the earth
that you may hear the voice I send.
You towards where the sun goes down, behold me;
Thunder Beings, behold me!
You where the White Giant lives in power, behold me!
You where the sun shines continually,
whence come the daybreak star and the day, behold me!
You where the summer lives, behold me!
You in the depths of the heavens, an eagle of power, behold!
And you, Mother Earth, the only Mother,
you who have shown mercy to your children.
Hear me, four quarters of the world—
a relative I am!
Give me the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is!

Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand,
that I may be like you.
With your power only can I face the winds.
and walk the good road to the day of quiet.
This is my prayer; hear me!
The voice I have sent is weak,
yet with earnestness I have sent it.
Hear me!
It is finished. Hetchetu aloh!

—Oglala Sioux, 1930

This post is an excerpt from The Woman’s Book of Prayer by Becca Anderson, which can be found at Amazon and Mango Media.

Inspiration

If Not Now: A Prayer for Women

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Who would have strength to stand, truth to power,
a tightrope walk against the wind, with no net below
except for the hand of God? Who would walk the road

less traveled, the one of
rocky crags and razor wire?
That curves into a perilous wood, and
still look up with hope? Who would sing the song
of dissonance when it is easier—far easier!—
to slip into the stream and be carried by its current?
Who would dare to demand justice,
show mercy, offer comfort, shout defiantly—
who would love in the face of hate?
Puah stood, and Shifra by her side, choosing life
and the cry of babes over one man’s harsh decree.
And Miriam, the one of timbrel and drum,
she danced across a river and sang a song
of freedom’s call. Who will stand now, if not for me?
Who will rise now and march now and sing a song
of freedom’s call now? Who, if not for me?
Once more, and yet again, if not now, when?

—Stacey Zisook Robinson

This post is an excerpt from The Woman’s Book of Prayer by Becca Anderson, which can be found at Amazon and Mango Media.

Inspiration, Uncategorized

Mercy for Someone Suffering from Alzheimer’s

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Dear Lord,
Please grant my visitors tolerance for my confusion,
Forgiveness for my irrationality, and the strength
To walk with me into the mist of memory
My world has become.
Please let them take my hand and stay awhile,
Even though I seem unaware of their presence.
Help them to know how their strength
And loving care will drift slowly
Into the days to come just when I need it most.
Let them know when I don’t recognize them
That I will. . . I will.
Keep their hearts free from sorrow for me,
For my sorrow, when it comes,
Only lasts a moment, when it’s gone.
And finally Lord, please let them know,
How very much their visits mean,
How even through this relentless mystery,
I can still feel their love.
Amen.!
– Grace Hospice

This post is an excerpt from Prayers for Hard Times by Becca Anderson, which can be found at Amazon and Mango Media.

Uncategorized

We Are All the Children of God

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Blessed are the poor in spirit: 
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are they that mourn: 
for they shall be comforted.

Blessed are the meek: 
for they shall inherit the earth.

Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: 
for they shall be filled.

Blessed are the merciful: 
for they shall obtain mercy.

Blessed are the pure in heart: 
for they shall see God.

Blessed are the peacemakers:

for they will be called the children of God.

The Beatitudes, Matthew 5:3-9

This post is an excerpt from Prayers for Hard Times by Becca Anderson, which can be found at Amazon and Mango Media.