Jonathan Moore
Proverbs 18:19-21
An offended friend is harder to win back than a fortified city. Arguments separate friends like a gate locked with bars. Wise words satisfy like a good meal; the right words bring satisfaction. The tongue can bring death or life; those who love to talk will reap the consequences.
Do you love to talk? I do! I spend most of my day talking, interacting with people. Often the conversations are fruitful and uplifting, hopefully encouraging, but sometimes I wish I could grab my words back. Today I will be interacting with a bunch of new people, in an unfamiliar place. I need to be free to share but wise in how I do it. It's a challenge! Lord,help me!
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 Short Parable of Hope
The Seed That Didn’t Know the Storm
A tiny seed lay buried in the soil while a storm raged above. The wind roared. The rain pounded. But the seed didn’t fear the storm — it simply did what it was created to do.
It grew.
When the clouds finally cleared, a small green shoot broke through the ground, stronger because of the rain.
God often uses the storms we fear to water the growth we need. What He planted in you is still growing — even today.