Parents Prayers

Prayers of My Parents Written on Index Cards

Prayers at Offering

The Source of our Strength

Father’s Day 2020

This is from one of my father’s (with a sprinkling of my mother’s) index box card collection of his prayers. I couldn’t let today pass without a word from my father.

6/26/05 Offering “Our Father, remind us of the source of our strength–remind us too of the source of our gifts and treasures, with gladness and gratitude we return a portion of that which You have shared!

It is a pleasant task to trace back to the source of my strengths and gifts. They are stubbornly rooted in the good soil of my DNA. Whether I tend them carefully or not they have grown and bloomed. For that I am grateful.

But beyond my Genealogy, I know where my strength comes from. I know who wired me with the particular mix of gifts with which I have been gifted. I don’t control the garden.

That’s OK. Keep digging. Keep weeding. Keep smelling the flowers and the dirt. Try to avoid the buried insect larvae.

With Gladness

1/8/18 Prayer of My Mother’s, undated With gladness, our Father, we share a part of what we have been graced to receive. Amen

No dated prayer today, but one from my mother is most fitting. It is above 32° my heart is glad. It is sunny, my heart is glad. My son bought a rotisserie chicken at work and I now am enjoying a bowl of soup. I know my cold is waning as food tastes better. All in all reasons to be glad.

Most likely Mom gave this prayer in church as they commenced the offering.

Mom lived in joy, so emphasizing gladness would not have been a stretch for her. Be like Mom…

First blog post: The index card collection

Our Father in heaven we pray again for your guidance and help – help us to recognize and accept our differences with others. Guide us through these days of uncertainty and confusion. Give us the courage of our convictions and teach us when and how to speak those convictions. Amen

Both of my parents were lovers of words. Mostly written first, then spoken. Words and their meaning carefully planned.

The prayers I will be sharing are their own words written on index cards tucked into vest pockets of suits or a purse, edited on the fly as they sat in their pew at church or a chair at a luncheon; church, Rotary, or Exchange club.

Some events alluded to in their prayers were tragedies to a fellow church member or the nation. Some were joyful celebrations.

I hope you “hear” a loved one’s voice when you read these. I love hearing their words, again.

– Parents Prayers

 

 

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