More Than a Prayer
just reading in your Word how you are close to the brokenhearted…
Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are
crushed in spirit.
on that! As I sat in church Sunday morning, gazing at our
church family, I could see broken-heartedness etched into
every face, every teardrop. We lost such a dear friend this
weekend….one of us. When he died, a part of each
one of us died with him. It hurts! You knit us all together
for a reason. Now we all grieve at the loss of a part of
ourselves. This closeness is the body of Christ, as you
in Christ was a good man. He loved you, Father. Of course
you know that. He is gazing at You now. He is sitting at
Your feet, in praise and worship.
are here, lonely without him. His family is devastated without
him. His church family is, too.
one of those times when we must trust You, isn't it? Whether
we understand or not?
in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own
one of those times when you remind us that we have each
other. What a gift a church family is! It surpasses all
blood relation or obligation. It is a blessing to be linked
with these people. Thank you for that. Even in the grief
and sorrow, I wouldn't trade where we are. I would rather
be right here, crying with these brokenhearted believers
than anywhere else on earth. This is where we belong.
devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another
Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn.
to be a blessing to this grieving family, Father. I remember
in Exodus when the Israelites were fighting the Amalekites.
It seemed like an impossible battle! How could the Israelites
ever win it? They were not soldiers, they were former slaves!
Brick makers! Hole diggers! How would they win against such
a violent, war-thirsty people?
Joshua was fighting the battle with these rag-tag Israelite
soldiers, Moses was standing on top of a hill. He had the
staff of God in his hands and kept his arms raised before
the Lord, interceding for the people of God. But it was
a daunting task! His arms grew tired -- muscles twitching
and lowering in heaviness and exhaustion! You know, don't
you Father? You were there. You knew what Moses needed.
He needed the support of his brothers -- one was his physical
brother -- the other just a brother in the faith.
Moses' hands grew tired, they took a stone and put it under
him and he sat on it.
Aaron and Hur held his hands up -- one on one side, one
on the other --
so that his hands remained
steady till sunset.
So Joshua overcame the Amalekite army with the sword!
there, teaching Your people to stand firm together, to support
one another, to fight the battle together…
to stand, Father. When this family grows weary from grief,
too tired to fight the battle, remind us to be there for
them. Remind us to hold up their arms for them when they
feel the heaviness and exhaustion. Help us to remember that…
are better than one…
If one falls down, his friend can help him up.
But pity the man who falls and has not one to help him up!
Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But
how can one keep warm alone?
Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves.
A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.
You, Father, that we have each other. This body of believers
is rare -- a priceless gift. Never let us forget that we
are here for each other.
You, Father, that we have You.
where two or three come together in My name, there am I
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