My Lord, though you’re so far away, you are so close. You can’t be contained by eternity but you descend into our small forgotten cottage over and over again. Come and dine with us. We haven’t got too much to give you, we are poor and have no rich meals, the daily bread is bitter with so many tears, but come anyway, o, Lord, come to the most humble of your children. Come and light our lonely winter evenings just like a candle burning in the window, touch the silence that consumes us late at night and turn it into a song. Decorate our Christmas tree with miracles and mysteries and sift the snow of Hope over our souls. Sing to us carols about the baby born in a manger of Bethlehem. Show us there are much more things than we let inside our tiny world. Open the windows of our soul, so that we can let in the breeze of Hope, Faith and Love. Keep our frozen hands warm, so that we learn to keep our brothers and sisters warm. Light our path, so that we can become light to others. Plant the seed of eternity inside our hearts, so that we have no limits in doing good. Open the gates of everlastingness, so that we can cherish every passing moment and make it work for your glory. Show us how good and holy you are, so that we can long for goodness and holiness. Reach out to us, so that we understand that reaching out to people makes a difference. Turn our whole being into a temple of your love, turn our life into a flame flickering in the dark. Let every footprint of ours tell a story, witnessing about your miracles. And when this road finally comes to an end, when Time closes his eyes and goes to sleep like a tired old man, let us pass away as smoothly as a sleigh running down the snow, as a river running into the sea, as a bird flying home to its nest.

AMEN

Endless strength in His name

"The Lord is my strength and my song; he has become my salvation." -Psalm 118: 14-

A verse a day to light your way

"A bruised reed shall he not break, and smoking flax shall he not quench, till he send forth judgment unto victory."

(Matthew 12:20)

My Lord, I want to pray for all those who are at the beginning of a new and ambitious project, especially for those who work for your glory, so that your holy name might be praised. You know all and each one of them by name. Protect them and encourage them. Give them strength to go on even when they feel like giving up. Make them come across the right people and opportunities. Give them comfort when they are discouraged, hold their hand when the journey is too exhausting. Teach them that everything happens at the right time for a reason, for their own good and for the good of all those who love your name. Teach them that this is their time and that it is your will that they don't give up.

AMEN

Christmas is on its way. Let's pray that every one gets a little present for this special celebration. That no one is forgotten. God, bless us all and fill our hearts with Your love. Let us feel the magic of Christmas and share the miracle of Jesus coming into the world. Search our hearts. Don't let anyone feel lonely on that special night. Go to the poor, the disabled, the old, the unloved. Go to all those who haven't found their way yet and shine Your divine light into their lives. Let them know how wonderful You are. And show them how special they are in Your eyes. Every single one of them. AMEN

An Exercise of Freedom

When I pray in silence, my soul is like a white dove stretching its wings and flying beyond the horizon, across unknown spaces, towards the sun. There's so much freedom in praying. It's like giving birth. You first go through a lot of pain and then the satisfaction and the relief are so great. You start with a tormented and doubtful heart. You are not sure where the prayer is going to take you. Whether anybody listens to it or not. Then as you pour your soul into it in all honesty, the words start to flow like an enchanted river across the rocks. And they keep flowing and flowing. There are no boundaries. No obstacles. The tears come. Tears of joy. Tears of gratefulness. Cause you can feel your prayer opening doors, breaking locks, crossing time and space in its way to the One it is addressed to. And you receive feedback. You can actually feel when your prayer is touching the throne of Glory. It is an indescribable experience for someone who has never lived it. You don't need to wait for your prayers to be answered. You already know when they have been answered. You know it that very moment when you're lying on your knees (or standing, or even sitting). It's like an ocean of pure light flooding your whole body, a soft touch caressing your soul. The soft breeze of divine love. And then you know God hasn't forgotten you.

My God,

I want to live.
I want to be happy.
I want to feel that life is a miracle.
I want to feel that no moment is lost.
That nothing is in vain
That everything has a meaning
and that meaning is grand

Listen to me, Lord,
From beyond my solitude
i cry out to you

I'm intoxicated with life
but i love it
cause it's your gift for me.

Turn this feeling into a blessing,
turn my weaknesses
into instruments of praise.

AMEN

Written by Eliza

Forgiveness

Lord God, give us the wisdom and the power to forgive one another like you forgive us. Search our hearts and where you find bitterness, pour your divine love. Where you find darkness, pour your healing light. Where you find resentment and anger, pour your endless mercy. Teach us how loved and precious we are in your eyes. Teach us to give the same love and appreciation to our neighbours. Teach us not to judge, but rather help those who go astray. In Jesus' name. Amen.

To The One Who Keeps Our Candle Burning

The night is long,
the air is cold,
the lost sheep go astray,
the wind is strong,
the time is old,
and home is far away.

And as we go,
towards that shore
on this cold winter night
the shadows grow
forever more
and darken our sight. 

But far away,
a light is born
to soothe our weary eyes,
and as we stray
we feel the morn
and hope that never dies.

And we may stumble, 
we may bend,  
lost, frozen to the bone
but that bright candle
gives us strength
to make it safely home.

Written by Eliza 

 

I thank God for giving me this opportunity to share my thoughts and prayers with you. For all the miracles He has made in my life. I thank Him for all the people who surrounded me with their love, for those gone and those who are still here for me, for my wonderful parents, for my special husband, for aunt Lillian who was like a second mother to me, for all my faithful friends. God bless you all.

The idea of this blog came to me in a dream. Ever since I set up my mind that I wanted to create one, I’ve been giving it a lot of thought. I’ve been saying to myself: “Ok, I want to have my own blog. Everything is perfect so far. But the question is ‘What should it be like? What topics should it focus on? What do I have to offer?’ “ It was not an easy choice. I’d almost given up completely, when one afternoon I had this strange dream. I was working on my computer when all of a sudden I felt very sleepy. I laid my head on the table as I often do when I feel like that and in a few seconds I went to sleep. I dreamt I was in a big room with a lot of people around me and we were sitting on the floor on our knees. We were praying." We each took turns to pray aloud. Now it was my turn. So I prayed. I could never explain in words the utter happiness and the relief I felt. And when I woke up I knew what I had to do.

Morning or afternoon, day or night, you are equally welcome. A new blog is like a new born baby. If you feed it and care for it, it will grow stronger. If you don't, it will die. It needs a lot of encouragement to survive.