Prayer 4 The Aged
At the Well this week I met a man whom I’ve seen
around from time to time. Very gentle older man that seems focused on doing volunteer
work for His heavenly Father. On occasions we have had some talk about past work
experiences and the importance of family.
This last time that we crossed paths, he said that he
wanted to share something with me. I was taken back by his excitement and
waited for him to retreat his surprise. I was wondering what could be so
important to him that even as he was rushing by, he took a minute to remember
me.
To my surprise, he hands me a laminated typed out post
card. As I thanked him and began walking away I read these profound words which
really spoke volumes to me. This post cards helped me to understand my parents and
it showed me my new behavior a bit more clearly.
After I sat down and read it for a second time, I thanked
the Lord for this card and the person who handed it to me. For you see, this was the older man's way of
praying for me. Oh how sweet his thought was towards me even though I don’t
think I’m old; like the wise Solomon wrote –
“Vanity of
vanities,” says the Preacher;
“Vanity of vanities, all is vanity
As you read
this, allow yourself to meditate on the wording for a moment before you think
that this isn’t for you. Then pass it along!
Prayer 4 The Aged
“Lord, thou knowest better that I know myself that I
am growing older and will someday be Old.
Keep me from getting talkative and particularly from the fatal habit of
thinking I must say something on every occasion.
Release me from wanting to straighten out every body’s
affairs.
Keep my mind free from reciting endless details and
give me wings to get to the point.
I ask for grace enough to listen to the tales of
other peoples’ pain and help me to endure them with patience. Seal my lips on my own
aches and pains as they are increasing and I am beginning to enjoy hearing
myself complain.
Teach me Lord, the glorious lesson that occasionally
it is possible that I may be mistaken.
Keep me reasonably sweet, I do not want to be a saint,
some of them are so hard to live with, but neither a sour old person, because that is the work of
the evil one. Make me thoughtful but not moody, helpful but not bossy.
With this vast store of wisdom, it seems a pity not to
use it, so use me Lord, but remember Lord that I want a few friends at the
end.”
excellent reading...thank you for sharing , need a printed copy so that i may pray for myself and be reminded of things to come if they are not already here. suzie
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