Skip to main content

Praying for our Nation

I can’t think of a better prayer for our nation this Independence Day than Billy Graham’s. We’ve all probably prayed it, but let’s pray it again for this great nation of America.

'Heavenly Father, we come before you today to ask your forgiveness and to seek your direction and guidance. We know Your Word says, 'Woe to those who call evil good,' but that is exactly what we have done. We have lost our spiritual equilibrium and reversed our values. We have exploited the poor and called it the lottery. We have rewarded laziness and called it welfare.. We have killed our unborn and called it choice. We have shot abortionists and called it justifiable. We have neglected to discipline our children and called it building self esteem. We have abused power and called it politics. We have coveted our neighbor's possessions and called it ambition. We have polluted the air with profanity and pornography and called it freedom of expression. We have ridiculed the time-honored values of our forefathers and called it enlightenment. Search us, Oh God, and know our hearts today; cleanse us from every sin and Set us free. Amen!'

Commentator Paul Harvey aired this prayer on his radio program, 'The Rest of the Story,' and received a larger response to this program than any other he has ever aired. With the Lord's help, may this prayer sweep over our nation and wholeheartedly become our desire so that we again can be called 'One nation under God..'

Comments

  1. LisaShawJuly 2, 2009 at 11:49 AM

    Amen and Amen.

    Mary dear sister you and your family are on my heart and in my prayers. I emailed you yesterday.

    Love you.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Kathleen July 2, 2009 at 12:01 PM

    And if ever our nation needed prayer, it is today!

    Thank you for sharing, and for the reminder.

    Kathleen

    P.S. I share Lisa's heartfelt prayers on your behalf.

    ReplyDelete
  3. christy roseJuly 2, 2009 at 12:46 PM

    Mary,

    I agree this is a great holiday to remember not only our freedom that was fought for but our freedom to pray and ask God to keep us in His care, leading us in His way. Amen!
    Have a great 4th!
    Christy

    ReplyDelete
  4. Beth in NCJuly 2, 2009 at 1:48 PM

    Amen Mary! God have mercy on this nation and our president/government.

    Love,
    Beth

    ReplyDelete
  5. RCUBEsJuly 2, 2009 at 2:20 PM

    Wheww. Just got home sister Mary, hot day today! But I'm refreshed after reading what you shared. We need this kind of prayer, every day, too. I pray Americans will not turn their backs on our good God. Have a happy Independence Day and take care sister. Praying for you always. Love you in Christ...

    ReplyDelete
  6. Debbie PetrasJuly 2, 2009 at 4:52 PM

    I say a loud amen to that prayer Mary! How true those words really are. I think we in the US have taken our freedoms for granted. The Lord has had His hand on our country and I feel that so many are turning away and not giving Him the glory He is due. I pray for our nation.

    Hugs to you Mary.

    ReplyDelete
  7. Pom PomJuly 2, 2009 at 10:33 PM

    I join you in prayer. We need more faithfulness, more truth, more grace. And we long for heaven . . .

    ReplyDelete
  8. Kim @ Homesteader's HeartJuly 3, 2009 at 4:26 AM

    Perfect opportunity to pray for our country. Though every day is a good day as well!
    Big hugs to you my friend and Happy 4th!!!
    Kim

    ReplyDelete
  9. AndreaJuly 3, 2009 at 8:05 AM

    AMEN!

    Hope you have a beautiful weekend. I have been thinking about you and sending special prayers your way. You, my dear bloggy friend have been on my mind...No coincidence in GOD's family. You are an awesome friend and prayer warrior. I am inspired when I read your posts and your comments on my blogs. GOD BLESS YOU, andrea

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

My Mom Fought the U.S. Post Office and Won

My mom embarrassed me years ago when she called our small town post office and complained about slow package delivery.   I gave the eulogy at mom ’ s memorial service, and I told the mortifying story at the chapel. Respectful laughter filled the room.  However, embarrassment doesn ’ t bother you when you ’ re dead in the grave and maybe that ’ s the lesson here today. Mom loved to send packages to me in Arizona.  She often mailed pencils, recipe clippings, bars of soap, cereal, odds and ends that were meaningful to her.  Mom never understood that her mailings to a hick town in the west take a heck of a lot longer than it does in Chicago.  I got umpteen phone calls from her before any shipment arrived and she would ask impatiently:  “ Did you get my package yet? ” It was about six years ago when retrieving my mail, Toni, my favorite clerk shouted to me across the room from the front desk, “Your mother called me yesterday.   She...
25 comments
Read more

A Memorial Day Reflection

  Memorial Day is always noteworthy for me and my girls.  Next Thursday marks the third year of missing their father, my husband. So many thoughts  run through my mind.  The journey of loss takes on various emotions.  The strongest feeling, at first, was emptiness.  In a split second, I would forget he departed forever.  I imagined things I needed to talk to him about when he got back home.  My mind is realistic now.  He's not coming back.  There will be no more times of sitting on the porch swing together on the front deck staring at the moon and the stars.  He would tell me all he knew about the majestic night sky. I have so much I wish I could tell him, like the excitement of seeing our oldest grandchild make a decision to follow Jesus and get baptized on Mother's Day!  And our little Amy, 11 years old, I wish he could have seen her on stage receiving her induction to the National Honor Society. Our daughters have their own ...
22 comments
Read more

Abba's Lap

I noticed a behavior pattern in little Amy, twenty months old, that I want to imitate.  She moves fast engaging in one toddler activity after another spinning like a whirlwind from one room to another.  Yet, she pauses,  intermittently , long enough to get refreshed.   I want to be like this grandchild of mine because she knows where to go and how to get comforted. Amy moves at record speed, putting more miles on a pedometer in one hour than my accumulated weekly workouts at the gym.  She can build a skyscraper so tall, I wonder why those bright pink Lego’s don’t topple to the ground as she continues to stack just one more piece on top. I learned never to leave the room to get another cup of coffee.  Once, when I returned, I found her climbing past the couch with hands and feet reaching for the living room drapes. She has a consistent habit that I admire.  In the midst of her activities, as she moves robustly from one play...
51 comments
Read more