My flickr account for my photos uses the name "Mom's Radar." I told our sons we had a mind meld and that I could sense something was up. Not what a teenage boy wants to hear. My radar would start picking up slight differences in behavior, things said or not said, and then I might say it's time to have a sit down.... How often do we think we can fly under the radar unnoticed? What type of interference do we use hoping to jam the sensors?
My prayer for the congregation?
Dear God, When like Adam and Eve, we try to disguise our transgressions, you reveal the truth and we are humbled. We are sure that we can do what we want, say what we want, or hear what we want because we are cloaked in the masses of apathy and disrespect. O God, you know our actions. We are not hidden nor are we unaccountable. Help us to step apart from the crowds and sense more clearly your ideas of justice, compassion and love. Help make our actions ones that allow us to stand openly with no cause for regret nor shame. Let us be a congregation of high flyers! Amen
About Me
- nancy~
- Work in progress. Decision-impaired. Faithfully optimistic. A heart with wanderlust for spaces and ideas. Grateful 30+ years spouse. Grateful mom past teenage years. A civil employee providing a bang for your buck. A dreamer, an introvert, independent, and finding how God can make all of these work for a plan greater than my own. This space started as a way I wanted to provide accountabiliy as I agreed to pray for our church as we seek God's will. I've never exactly been known as a prayer warrior and thought written prayers would be a better option for my part of the covenant. Along the way, my life grew as well as the church. I am on a separate path, but on the same journey. Change is constant.
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