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04/06/2008 |
A SAILING PRAYER WARRIOR'S
COMMAND
Demons of darkness, disguised
as "light",
I command you to depart from
out of my sight,
I cast you off by the power
of His might.
Jesus alone is the only true
light!
You may not intrude on my
blessing as my ship is cast,
I insist that all your armies
walk right on past,
And I declare today that your
reign of terror no longer last.
This ship I am to be sailing
is now at full mast!
Fire of protection, angels of
the Lord,
Come forth from the Heavens,
surround us as we board,
We sail for a new place, one
which only God can afford.
We do this together in one
accord!
Lord God I call upon You to
cover us by daylight,
And be a pillar of fire
around us by night,
Remove all our failings and
our enemies from before your sight,
Lead us into victory over
every future fight!
We know we are little and it
is you that is great,
That You will help us arrive
neither too early nor too late,
Your grace is sufficient to
hide us from the creatures of hate.
Oh, and, thanks for setting
before us a banqueting plate!
Give us this day our
spiritual bread,
Give us the pure water even
as we are led,
Show us most clearly the
direction we must head.
Behold the sky is already
turning red!
Warriors we are by the armor
we wear,
But mere mortals and children
is what inside we bear,
Anoint us by your Spirit is
our final prayer.
In the name of Jesus
prevailing we declare!
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© Anthony J. Massotti
Th.M., Th.M. 4/6/2008 |
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04/13/2008 |
Today, while I was sitting, praying in a local park, I looked up into the
faintly clouded, beautiful light blue, sunlight sky, I thanked God for
such a wonderful day; especially after so many days (weeks actually) of
rain, hail, surprise weather, and dark clouds. Praying on the park bench
in the shade of a tree, by a babbling mini-creek which dumped into so a
manmade pond, I felt myself deeply breathing in the gentle breeze, while
exhaling urgent prayers of request for wisdom, leading, protection and
more.
In the midst of it all, I looked straight up into the sky and beheld
white birds flying above. I sat and I stared. They were not busily
running from some place to some place. They were not in a flock being
rushed by a leader who chirped ‘catch up you slackers’. They were not
even foraging the airways for little things to eat. These two birds were
doing a perfect elliptical dance upon the wind; round and round and
round and round.
They were neither going up nor down; neither forward nor backward. They
were not dipping, diving, or dropping. In fact if I had drawn the shape
in the sky, and they were points on it, they were exactly at opposite
ends of the slightly-off circle; going round and round.
It seemed so simple. It seemed so peaceful. I found myself wishing that
I too could float so easily above the earth on such a fine, soon-to-be
75 degree day.
Praying, I found my heart reach out to God by the words I spoke next:
“Oh, Lord everything you have created is so orderly, well designed.
Because of them (birds in general) man knew that it was possible to get
off the earth. Man found another way (other than flap, flap, flap,
although, I hear man can do it that way too now) but they found a way to
do it.” I then felt the wind upon my face gently breezing passing me by.
I inhaled. I exhaled. I stared. I prayed. Then these words rose out of
my soul: “Oh Lord, teach me HOW to soar so effortlessly in you Spirit.
Everything you have created must learn how to do what they are created
to do. We (mankind) are no different. Help me get higher into Your
Spirit; until I too can playfully soar with others on a warm sunny day
in your Spirit.”
Doesn’t that sound wonderful? Will you join me in that prayer? Please. |
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© Anthony J. Massotti
Th.M., Th.M. 4/13/2008 |
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