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By Peggy McMahon

ISBN-10: 1594332622

ISBN-13: 9781594332623

Peggy McMahon's prayers are heartfelt and trap the uncooked, real feelings many face with a significant or life-threatening sickness. Her prayers have touched lives well past their starting place in Anchorage, Alaska. Written out of her personal soreness, the prayers of Peggy McMahon have ministered to many in instances after they couldn't locate the phrases to hope. Addressed to Abba, Father, the prayers are own and heartfelt, written from a spot of susceptible belief. This booklet may be a convenience and resource of energy for plenty of.

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Lead me with soft whisperings to the inner sanctum of my spirit where we may sit alone together in communion. Turn my thoughts to the warmth of the sunshine, hold me up for the wind to sweep through my mind cleansing me of all negativity. Be tender with my bruised heart, for only you can heal me. Keep me yielding and soft; create in me a new brain, shaped from the clay of my mind. Be ever present at my side. Anoint me with the oil of your preservation; teach me that although the shadow lengthens into the dark night, the dark night unfolds into the light of a new beginning.

I ask the Father’s Son to proclaim that the doubter’s shadow has no authority over this mother and son of love. Keep us from harm. Amen. ~ Friday ~ Father, Father, Oh how I long for your embrace, the loneliness of this world pierces my heart at times, and yet I do know that the constancy of your love ever surrounds me. Although I do not always “feel” your love, help me to know that it is real, true and infinite. There are times when my soul yearns to leave this exhausted body, to transcend this corporeal existence and dance with universal stars.

I ask that you salve me with the oil of your healing. I ask because I am weak, and pain is so difficult when I am depressed. Lift my spirits and renew my gratitude so that I may see colors again, feel the wind on my cheek and know the connection of which my friends speak. One after another tells the story of times that I have been there for them, and they pour out their gratitude to me. Help me understand that I will forever carry those stories in my heart and they will awaken again. Keep me strong enough to share my gifts with others.

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