Sometimes it is so hard to believe
There will be I time I am not going to be here on planet earth
There will be a time I’ll expire my life will come to an end
Then I will begin a new beginning in Heaven
I believe in God
That we do go on
Sometimes I get so distracted by today
Not really realizing I am here for a limited amount of time
Even if I live to 150
There is a time I will not be here
That takes a lot of mindfulness for me
To hold on to that
I really want to hold on to that
Sometimes it is so hard to believe
On my walk, I met a neighbor who told me this story. He had an ulcer, and so his stomach had been hurting him. Some of his friends convinced him to go on a men’s retreat with his church.
He reluctantly went, even more reluctantly because they were serving pizza, which would not agree with his stomach. Near the end of the retreat, he was surprised because the leader said, “Let’s pray for Donald.” So everyone laid their hands on Donald and prayed for him.
Afterwards, there was no longer a burning in his stomach. He was completely cured during those few minutes that day.
Pedro was a 97 year old man from Cuba who was always at the Senior Center where my wife goes.
She really liked him and would often talk with him.
He was funny, upbeat, and filled with life, dancing even into his late 90’s.
He died. That day our grandfather clock stopped. The grandfather clock had been running continuously for over a year. A few days later, when I opened it to see what had happened, I saw the chime mechanism was incredibly stuck. I needed a force of about 5 pounds to unstick it. This had never happened before.
Let me call upon you now.
Every thought calls you.
Every breath calls you.
As the waves come upon the shore, so do I call you.
Let me feel you press upon me.
Do you stare upon me as I look to see you?
So much is unseen, unheard, unknown, yet surely there.
Lift my senses into the higher realms.
The waiting is over.
I ask for a drop, and you give me buckets, oceans.
Light my way.
Let it be easy and sure and powerful.
You all seem to talk in one voice.
I was going to a church service that had a singer
Who sang the bible
Who was suppose to be an amazing pastor
I really want to go to it
I found out about in on Facebook of all places
The concert event was totally sold out
I just sensed I need to be there I should be there
I took the drive it was in Waterbury Ct
It was this really cool church that was
In the middle of a neighborhood
There were cars parked all over the place it was jamming
I walked in and was greeted and said I know the concert was sold out
Wow, I just saw this team all kneeling down together
Of football players praying on a field
What a powerful sight to see that witness that wow
I‘d like to see more of that going on to many of the places I go to
Prayer is so powerful
It is just a pipe line, a communication, a resource just to tap into
For being grateful, for asking for help, for healing
It encompasses so many venues of your life
I guess this team I don’t know if they want to win the game
Or they are asking for a player, for guidance, or their coach, family
(chanting) O Lord Hear My Prayer
What’s an invisible helper?
Some may call an invisible helper God.
Some may call an invisible helper an angel, a loved one who has passed over.
It really doesn’t matter.
It’s whether you think there is someone there to assist you.
I believe, I didn’t always, but I do believe now that there is a presence always there to help me.
So what I do in my life, is that I call upon that helper.
I think of that helper sitting beside me at work in a chair.
I think of that helper as someone with me in my car when I am driving somewhere.