Pray this Psalm for peace in Afganistan.

I just got a letter from a friend of an American Airforce commander who urgently requests Christian prayer. The Psalm below fits the request well and is from the Office of Readings from the Liturgy of Hours for today.

Psalm 18:2-30 I love you, LORD, my strength, LORD, my rock, my fortress, my deliverer, My God, my rock of refuge, my shield, my saving horn, my stronghold! Praised be the LORD, I exclaim! I have been delivered from my enemies. The breakers of death surged round about me; the menacing floods terrified me. The cords of Sheol tightened; the snares of death lay in wait for me. In my distress I called out: LORD! I cried out to my God. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry to him reached his ears. The earth rocked and shook; the foundations of the mountains trembled; they shook as his wrath flared up. Smoke rose in his nostrils, a devouring fire poured from his mouth; it kindled coals into flame. He parted the heavens and came down, a dark cloud under his feet. Mounted on a cherub he flew, borne along on the wings of the wind. He made darkness the cover about him; his canopy, heavy thunderheads. Before him scudded his clouds, hail and lightning too. The LORD thundered from heaven; the Most High made his voice resound. He let fly his arrows and scattered them; shot his lightning bolts and dispersed them. Then the bed of the sea appeared; the world's foundations lay bare, At the roar of the LORD, at the storming breath of his nostrils. He reached down from on high and seized me; drew me out of the deep waters. He rescued me from my mighty enemy, from foes too powerful for me. They attacked me on a day of distress, but the LORD came to my support. He set me free in the open; he rescued me because he loves me. The LORD acknowledged my righteousness, rewarded my clean hands. For I kept the ways of the LORD; I was not disloyal to my God. His laws were all before me, his decrees I did not cast aside. I was honest toward him; I was on guard against sin. So the LORD rewarded my righteousness, the cleanness of my hands in his sight. Toward the faithful you are faithful; to the honest you are honest; Toward the sincere, sincere; but to the perverse you are devious. Humble people you save; haughty eyes you bring low. You, LORD, give light to my lamp; my God brightens the darkness about me. With you I can rush an armed band, with my God to help I can leap a wall.

Pray this for our troops and for all! Mike H

-- Michael Hitzelberger (michael.hitzelberger@vscc.cc.tn.us), March 20, 2002

Answers

Thank You

-- Mike H (michael.hitzelberger@vscc.cc.tn.us), March 20, 2002.

Preying won't solve a thing, keep our fat polictions out of this will.

-- Tony (awalker@teknett.com), April 17, 2002.

There is a big difference between "preying" and "praying".

-- Marcella (marcellack@yahoo.com), April 17, 2002.

Tony,

How can praying not solve a thing, it is the one thing we must do, our salvation depends on praying.

Our troops take oaths with God so that his will is to eventually carried out in some way.

Also I am not totally clear about the idea you are expressing because it was only one sentence, and the word spelling was odd....and your rude terms, "fat" something or other, tells me you are angry.

I hope you feel better today. God Bless

-- Mike H (michael.hitzelberger@vscc.cc.tn.us), April 20, 2002.