Prayer for Vacation

Heavenly Father,

Bless our little family as we all prepare to converge at the beach.  Keep Rebecca safe and bless her as she flies from South Africa.  Watch over Marc and Alyssa in their road travel from Dallas.  Keep Bob, Chip and me safe on the highway from Kentucky.  Watch over Tucky in her Rover.com home and keep her safe and content. Keep your protective hand on Cha and Lee, Beth, Chris, Saylor and CJ; on Ellee and Kurt as they drive south.  May we all depart rested and avoid emergencies and accidents along the way.

I pray for a blessed time together and we relax, enjoy Your beautiful creation and share a week of respite and family. Because we know that much of Your best work is accomplished on ordinary days, we anticipate experiencing Your best in the company of loved ones. Thank You, Lord for the beautiful and allure of the ocean that calms us, induces a renewed spirit and deeper appreciation of the company we share. 

Cover every detail of our pathways to the destination and the details of the stay once we arrive.  Cover us as we make beautiful memories.  Cover us as we depart and go our separate ways to re-enter life with all it's demands and challenges.  Thank you for resources, time and availability to have such a week together. You are so good to us, Lord. We trust that You will provide a safe, beautiful week for us, Lord. We open our hearts to possibilities and to one another. We trust that love and laughter will prevail.  In Jesus Name I pray, Amen

 
There is an old Quaker means of prayer that is especially helpful, because it is so concrete. Sitting with hands open in your lap, the prayer is simply, What you put in my hands, Lord, I will receive from you. Then you turn your palms over, saying Whatever you take out of my hands, Lord, I will let go. It sounds childish, but then isn’t it usually the scared kid in us that finds it so hard to trust? The Quakers acknowledged prayer as a special means of coming to trust when the way is difficult. The need to control being the insidious thing it is, prayer acts like rock salt on winter ice, unthawing the heart a little at a time, until, out of nowhere, come the actual stirrings of trust we can feel.   - ​

Strong Women, Soft Hearts by Paula Reinhart

It's gonna be terrific! Always & forever  ~