Jonathan Moore
Psalms 62:5-8
Let all that I am wait quietly before God, for my hope is in him. He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will not be shaken. My victory and honor come from God alone. He is my refuge, a rock where no enemy can reach me. O my people, trust in him at all times. Pour out your heart to him, for God is our refuge. (Interlude)
When the power went out during the recent winter storm, it suddenly became eerily quiet. No hum of appliances, no movement of traffic, no air flow from the heating unit. It was quite unsettling....until it wasn't! Then came peace and an awareness that not hearing anything gave my soul an opportunity to hear.... Him. We continue to live despite the noise but it is stressful nonetheless. May you be found "In the quiet" today...
Prayer from First Presbyterian Church Grenada Heavenly Father, we know that wind, water, rain , sleet and snow àre yours. This Sabbath we come before You with humble hearts, seeking Your protection and grace.
We pray you will place Your mighty hand over this storm and calm its force. Shield us from the fury of the wind, rain, snow and ice. Care for those in the grip of the storm and keep them from harm. We pray for the safety of every person, home, and community at risk. We lift up all rescue workers, police, firefighters, and utility crews, asking for clear minds, steady hands, and safe passage as they heroically assist others in dangerous situations. Calm the anxious thoughts and steady the restless hearts of those filled with fear. Remind them of Your constant presence, that even when life seems dark and stormy, You are with us, guiding us to safety. In the wake of the storm, we pray for swift recovery and restoration. Provide essentials like water, food, and adequate shelter, and inspire communities to come together in support and care for one another.
We trust in Your unfailing love and mercy, knowing You are our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. We pray in Jesus Name. Amen
🌱 A gentle parable with a smile
The Parable of the Sparrow and the Storm
A little sparrow sat on a fence during a windy day, feathers puffed out, looking like he’d had a long week. A dove landed beside him and asked, “Rough day?”
The sparrow sighed. “Everything’s blowing around. Nothing’s staying where I put it. I’m tired of holding on.”
The dove chuckled. “You know what I do on days like this?”
“What?”
“I stop trying to hold the wind still.”
The sparrow blinked. “That’s it?”
“That’s it,” the dove said. “The wind will do what the wind does. But I can still sing.”
So the sparrow tried it. He let go of the fence with one claw, then the other, and instead of fighting the wind, he let it lift him a little. And to his surprise… he sang.
And the lesson settled quietly: You don’t have to control the storm to find your song in it.