Reflections

THANK YOU, Gracious God, for my home.

Thank you that even though your own son had no home, I have been blessed with a place to live. Thank you for its walls, its roof, its windows and doors.

…As I consider my home, I think of those who do not have walls, floors, ceilings, or a roof. I think of them, cold and shivering in the dark. I love my home, but my treasure isn’t in my possessions, in my home. …

And in my gratitude, O God, I also offer you a prayer for the homeless of this world —
those across the sea,
those in faraway lands,
those in other nations,
and those in my own backyard.

I don’t know how to pray for these people, Gracious God. I suppose I’d like to ask you to give a home to each person. I know you can do this only through your people.

I am one of your people. Open my heart so that I can share my wealth and prosperity with others.

– Quiet Spaces