Summer is a wonderful time of the year -- a time to enjoy nature, to go hiking, to relax by a stream and listen to the play of water on the rocks, or the wind rustling through the trees, or enjoy the beauty of wildlife. The psalmist paints a beautiful picture of our hearts searching for God and God comforting our hearts using these images.
(verse of the week)
As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God...Deep call to deep in the roar of the waterfalls, all your waves and breakers have swept over me. By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. Psalm 42,1,8
(prayer of the week)
Gracious God, we thank you that you have blessed us with all creation. We look in awe at the works you have created and, like the psalmist, we are reminded that we too are" skillfully and wonderfully made." Help us to allow the deep thirst in our hearts to find its answer in your everlasting love and grace, for you are our Creator and Life, in Christ's name we pray, amen.
(quote of the week)
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved, loved for ourselves, or rather, in spite of ourselves.
--Victor Hugo
(verse of the week)
As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God...Deep call to deep in the roar of the waterfalls, all your waves and breakers have swept over me. By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. Psalm 42,1,8
(prayer of the week)
Gracious God, we thank you that you have blessed us with all creation. We look in awe at the works you have created and, like the psalmist, we are reminded that we too are" skillfully and wonderfully made." Help us to allow the deep thirst in our hearts to find its answer in your everlasting love and grace, for you are our Creator and Life, in Christ's name we pray, amen.
(quote of the week)
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved, loved for ourselves, or rather, in spite of ourselves.
--Victor Hugo
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