Testosterone Towers stays home - Day 36

I woke this morning, thinking of officer friends and colleagues, and people in ministry.
I know there are lots of things going on for everyone, but I read last week that comparing the suffering we feel, as much less than that of others, and so trying to ignore it, is counter-initiative.
There's enough empathy and love to go around.
Showing empathy and kindness to ourselves, actually increases the empathy we feel for others.
So today I'm asking for prayer for those in church leadership and ministry.

1. For those who are exhausted physically and emotionally, with no respite in sight, bring strength and rest.

2. For those who are at a loss as to what to do to help their people, bring clarity and rest.

3. For those who are falling into the 'satan-trap' of comparison with others, bring encouragement, eyes that seek your face, and rest.

4. For those who are recovering from illness, covid-19 or something else, and those who already suffer with ongoing health issues, bring healing, restraint, and rest.

5. For those who feel the pain of decisions they have no choice but to make, even though they are detrimental to others, bring comfort, assurance, and rest.

6. For those who are doing the very best they can, while dealing with their own emotions, grief and pain, bring comfort, strength and rest.

For all of us today, whatever our circumstances, may we know the presence of the risen Jesus.
May we hear his voice bringing peace.
May we take a moment to trace the nailprints in his hands, and the wound in his side, that we might believe.
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him.

Thank you

Lots of love xx


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