Worship Wednesday #9
Worship Wednesday #9
(plus, an essential Old/New Testament connection)
It’s Worship Wednesday again! To simplify this weekly concept: Your prayer requests and praise reports are 100% welcome!
Who and what are you praying for?
Which prayers of yours have been answered? Please share some good news!
This week, I’ll ask you to continue praying for everyone who commented and/or was mentioned in all of our Worship Wednesdays. (To access prior Worship Wednesdays, please check my archives.)
P.S. Here’s some divine inspiration, sent to me by our friend, Malika:
My prayer requests: I discreetly mentioned MAA’s loss a couple of weeks ago when asking for prayers. Now I can share a detailed version of the story:
Please pray for my friend, MAA.
Also, my aunt who was in hospice passed away after a long illness. Please pray for her soul and for her daughter, J.
Thank you for dedicating time and energy to creating a better, more positive, and accepting world.
You are not alone and I look forward to praying for and with you.
May the rest of your life be the best of your life…
As many/most of you know, Genesis 22:1-19 tells the story of God asking Abraham to sacrifice his son, Isaac. While Isaac is often assumed to have been a child, several scholars track him as being [wait for it] 33 years old.
No matter what, Isaac was old enough and strong enough to carry the wood up a mountain on his own. Therefore, he could’ve fought off his father when he tried to bind and kill him.
In other words, Abraham was ready to offer his only begotten son — a promised son who may have been 33 and who voluntarily carried the wood that would have facilitated his death. This entire experience took place over the course of three days.
God stopped Abraham before he could follow through because, of course, He already had the perfect sacrificial lamb to call on about 1800 years later — in almost the same exact geographical location.
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Thank you, Mickey (and Alicen), for caring so deeply and actively offering your time, love, attention, and prayers during the most traumatic loss of my life. I feel inexpressibly blessed by your faithful friendship and buoyed by your kindness.
I’m so sorry about your aunt, Mickey. Sending you, J, and her other loved ones waves of healing love 🌊💓🤗
My heart hurts reading Margaret’s post. There are no words to describe the pain of sudden loss she’s experienced. Prayers and more prayers coming her way to learn to live with a new reality in the minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years ahead.
I vividly remember that pain and reading her words brought it all back. If there’s one thing I can pass along were the words someone (who experienced same thing 10 years earlier) told me the night after my husband passed away, “I promise you, you will laugh again. You will love and live more fully. I promise you.” I held onto to these word and have never forgotten them. Hope and faith are the great lifesavers.
Without a doubt, God will somehow use this horrible life changing experience through her amazing gift of words.
Also, there was something that struck me in Margaret’s post, people in Heaven don’t remember their birthdates but do their death date.
I am asking for prayers for my father-in-law who died last week on August 6th. The same day, his son (my late husband) died 21 years earlier. The family is shaking our heads trying to make sense of the same day. Margaret’s words got me thinking maybe this day is one huge celebration up in Heaven, but sad for us. As I learned long time ago, the secrets of God are his and one day I will learn the why. Until then, I just have to continue to trust and have faith.
Prayers to your aunt and her family, Mickey
Love the Worship Wednesdays. 🦋🙏🏼