The Prayers of Black Women: Balancing Pain with Pleasure

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A few years after my mother died, I remembered more vividly the times in childhood when she had made gloomy days seem cheerful.  When something special to do inside, such as new paper dolls or a coloring book.  Later, when I was in school, I always knew that on a rainy day I would come home to the smell of cookies baking in the oven . . .

I remembered, too, that in my childhood my mother had always balanced grief with comfort, pain with joy . . . To compensate for my childhood illnesses, for example, she used to read me stories which made the afternoon fly, or she would show me how to knit doll clothes out of the scraps of yarn which she had saved in a worn, brocade knitting bag . . .

Whatever the specific method used, my mother had learned, long before I knew her, how to balance pain with pleasure.

Elizabeth Skoglund

Today’s Prayer:

Lord somewhere in the world there are people in mental anguish over life’s trials and tribulations.  Often such pain is psychologically unbearable.  During these moments sometimes people don’t have the ability to hold their heads high with the assurance of knowing God’s powers to set things right.  Because of their inability to see your spiritual support most times every breath taken produce questions of their existence.  Lord to be honest it is during these times when emotional pain makes a person feel every so often they do not have much use for others.  And everything accomplished is tarnished with the shadow of sorrow; as it seems to their misfortune they were not given loved ones to uplift them during moments of afflictions.  Hum . . . Lord, it is within our moments of tribulations that we see the hand prints of God on our lives.  Therefore, I’m asking for your Holy presence among those who have yet to learn how to balance pain with pleasure.  Lord I’m asking that you teach them that sorrow only last for a moment.  Lord, I’m also praying they learn how to allow thoughts of joy to diminish their temporary gloomy day(s).  So, again, Lord, I’m asking that you turn on your spiritual lights for these people that they might see how to truly balance pain with pleasure; and in turn they will enjoy living once again.  Amen.

Your Loving Daughter,

Annette

Inspirational Fridays: Guy In The Glass Poem

Artist:  Unknown
Artist: Unknown

Dale Wimbrow

(1895-1954)

When you get what you want in your struggle for pelf,
And the world makes you King for a day,
Then go to the mirror and look at yourself,
And see what that guy has to say.

For it isn’t your Father, or Mother, or Wife,
Who judgement upon you must pass.
The feller whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the guy staring back from the glass.

He’s the feller to please, never mind all the rest,
For he’s with you clear up to the end,
And you’ve passed your most dangerous, difficult test
If the guy in the glass is your friend.

You may be like Jack Horner and “chisel” a plum,
And think you’re a wonderful guy,
But the man in the glass says you’re only a bum
If you can’t look him straight in the eye.

You can fool the whole world down the pathway of years,
And get pats on the back as you pass,
But your final reward will be heartaches and tears
If you’ve cheated the guy in the glass.

The Prayers of Black Women: May 5, 2013

Dear God:

Artist:  Henry Lee Battle
Artist: Henry Lee Battle

It is me again.  I come boldly with a humble spirit before you.  I’m asking for your help to pray for those that are in need of prayer.  Lord it has been a long time since I have prayed in a public setting.  So, once again, I’m asking for help in praying for the needs of others.

Lord, I ask for peace to penetrate the hearts of humanity.  I ask for love to transcend the walls of racial issues, marital issues, relationship issues, sibling issues, self-hatred issues, low self-esteem issues and etc.  I’m asking for the Holy Trinity to aid all leaders from different nation’s in serving the needs of their people and the needs of the world.

But, Lord, I come to you with a special request on the behalf of American Black girls.

Someone once told me Lord that you love when your children repeat your Holy Words back to you during petitioning you for favor.  Well . . . Lord here I am.  I am reminding you of your promises.  Your word says,  “I will give you back what you lost to the swarming locusts, the hopping locusts, the stripping locusts, and the cutting locusts.  It was I who sent this great destroying army against you (Joel 2:25).”

Lord, my life is almost over.  I am 51 and will soon turn 52; and, if you are kind I might successfully live another 30 to 40 years.  I realize I can do a lot within 30 to 40 years but my heart laments over the wasted years of my youth.

Lord, because I feel my caregivers dropped the ball when it came to guiding me successfully in my youth I am praying for Black American girls this morning.

Lord, I am asking that you give them each a protective angel; an angel that will sweetly speak words of affirmation and encouragement in their ears to help them throughout life.  I’m praying they understands they have a purpose in life.  I’m praying each understands without question that they are not personal dumping ground for other’s.  I am praying that you convey to them early the plans you have for them and their lives.  Jeremiah 29:11 states, “For I know the plans I have for you,” says the LORD. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.”  Awe the words ‘future’ and ‘hope.’  

Lord it is standard pattern and practice for other’s to feel their purpose is to rob American Black girls of their futures and hope.  Therefore, Lord, I’m praying American Black girls will understand self-respect, self-love, and self-affirmation.  For in doing so they will know their futures will be brighter with the knowledge of knowing they have hope.

Also, Lord, I am asking for you to set in motion a plan to restore order to American Black girls inherit fragile souls and give them your prosperity promises.  Lord, I’m praying that each American Black girl is given the mindset to accept your gifts and learn to appreciate them.

So often others will make American Black girls feel guilty for having when they have not.  But, Lord, I release your protective spirit in the lives of Black American girls that they will have life according to your riches and glory in Heaven and on Earth, and in doing so they will not allow others to steal their blessings.  I’m praying Lord that you will allow American Black girls to see themselves as you see them:  Psalm 139:14 statesI praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”

Your Loving Daughter,

Annette