Thursday, September 09, 2010

Forsyth: the practice of prayer

Thursday, September 9, 2010
    [Jesus:] “I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me—just as the Father knows me and I know the Father—and I lay down my life for the sheep.”
    —John 10:14-15 (NIV)
    Ten minutes went by, nearly two complete triangles. I had not prayed, not really prayed, for many years, and the habit came hard. Lord, please get me out of this bloody mess... No, you mustn’t talk like that to Him. “Our Father, which art in Heaven—” He’d heard that a thousand times, would be hearing it another thousand times tonight. What do you say to Him when you want help? Please, God, make somebody notice me up here; please make someone see me flying in triangles, and send up a shepherd to help me down to a safe landing. Please help me, and I promise—What on earth could I promise Him? He had no need of me, and I, who now had need of Him, had taken no notice of Him for so long that He’d probably forgotten all about me.
    ... Frederick Forsyth (b. 1938), The Shepherd, Viking Press, 1976, p. 51 (see the book)
Quiet time reflection:
    Lord, You save those who call upon Your name.
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