In my distress I called upon the Lord; to my God I cried for help. From his temple he heard my voice, and my cry to him reached his ears

Psalm 18:6

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Dear Lord,

Even when sickness,

trauma or evil

silences my voice,

you distinctively hear

the cries of my heart.

And in such audible silence

you show your mighty power

giving me your blessing

hour by passing hour. ©Rhodi Alers de López 2012

Thank you, dear heavenly Father, for listening so closely to our hearts even in those difficult moments when we cannot express them out loud. We praise you for your love, your tender care, and your willingness to work in our need. Help us be more like you. In Jesus’ name we pray, Amen.

Oh, Lord, I want to be grateful
For great and little things alike:
For morning breeze and yellow daffodils,
For darkness, as well as for light.

Oh, Lord, help me to be mindful
Of all the things that others do
To brighten my life in big and small ways,
For they are blessings from above.

Oh, Lord, I want to be thankful
Regardless of what this day brings.
For I have trusted in your mercies, Lord,
And I know that you are with me.

©Rhodi Alers de López, 2002