The Prayer Porch

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  • The Importance of Compassion in Times of Crisis

    The Importance of Compassion in Times of Crisis

    There are moments in history when the weight of the world feels especially heavy. When laws, power, and human suffering collide, and many hearts are left grieving, confused, or afraid. We are living in one of those moments.

    As Christians, we do not begin with politics.
    We begin with people.

    Scripture tells us, again and again, that God sees the stranger. The sojourner. The one without protection. The one far from home. These are not abstract ideas in the Bible. They are beloved neighbors whom God names and defends.

    To follow Jesus is to hold both truth and mercy in our hands at the same time. It is to acknowledge that nations have laws, while also insisting that no law has the right to strip a person of their God-given dignity. The Gospel never gives us permission to harden our hearts in the name of order.

    Jesus Himself was once a child whose family fled violence. A refugee, carried by His parents into a foreign land for safety. He knows what it is to be vulnerable. He knows what it is to depend on the mercy of others.

    In seasons like this, many are waiting –
    waiting for justice,
    waiting for compassion,
    waiting for policies shaped by wisdom rather than fear.

    Waiting is painful. It stretches us. It exposes our limits. And yet Scripture reminds us that waiting with God is not passive. It is an act of trust. It is a refusal to give up on love.

    Lament has a place here. We are allowed to grieve what is happening. We are allowed to say, This is not right. We are allowed to cry out to God on behalf of children, families, and communities living in uncertainty.

    And still, we stay rooted in hope.

    The Christian calling is not to win arguments, but to witness to a different way – a way where mercy has the final word, where fear does not rule our decisions, and where love remains active even when the road forward feels unclear.

    From this porch, we pray.
    We listen.
    We refuse to look away.

    And we trust that God is still at work, even in the waiting.

    “The Lord watches over the foreigner and sustains the fatherless and the widow.”
    Psalm 146:9

    God of mercy and justice,
    We bring before You all who are living in uncertainty
    those far from home, those seeking safety,
    and those carrying fear, grief, or exhaustion in this season.

    Teach us to see every person as You see them:
    beloved, worthy, and made in Your image.
    Guard our hearts from indifference,
    and shape our actions with compassion, wisdom, and humility.

    As we wait – for healing, for justice, for paths forward
    help us remain rooted in love rather than fear.
    May Your presence be near to the vulnerable,
    and may we be faithful in how we love our neighbors.

    We place our trust in You,
    who watches, sustains, and never looks away.
    Amen.

  • Embracing Christ’s Everlasting Love

    Embracing Christ’s Everlasting Love

    February is often wrapped in the language of romance – cards, flowers, and gestures meant to express love. While those things can be meaningful, they also come and go quickly. They can fall short, change, or fade.

    The love we truly long for – the love that steadies us, restores us, and holds us when life feels uncertain is not fragile. It is not conditional. It does not disappear when we are tired, imperfect, or struggling.

    The Gospel reminds us that the greatest love has already been given.

    Jesus did not love us from a distance. He stepped into our brokenness, our doubts, our mess, and our humanity. He loved with compassion that healed, with patience that taught, and with sacrifice that changed everything. His love was not just spoken. It was lived, embodied, and ultimately poured out on the cross.

    Scripture tells us that there is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for another. Jesus did exactly that -not because we earned it, but because love is who He is.

    This kind of love meets us where we are.
    It does not ask us to be perfect before we are welcomed.
    It does not leave when things become hard.

    In a world that often equates love with feelings or performance, Jesus shows us a deeper truth: love is faithful presence. Love is mercy. Love is self-giving.

    As we move through this month, may we pause and remember that we are already fully known and deeply loved. And from that place – secure in Christ’s love – we are invited to love others with the same grace we have received.

    “For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.”
    John 3:16

    Jesus,
    Thank You for loving us with a love that does not waver or fail.
    When the world teaches us to measure love by what we receive or achieve,
    remind us that true love was already given – freely, fully, and without condition.

    Help us rest in Your presence when we feel unseen or unworthy.
    Teach us to recognize Your love not only in moments of joy,
    but also in the quiet, ordinary places of our lives.

    As we move through this season,
    shape our hearts to reflect Yours –
    patient, compassionate, and willing to love as You have loved us.

    May we live from the security of being deeply known and deeply loved by You.
    Amen.

  • Finding Renewal Through God’s Mercy

    Finding Renewal Through God’s Mercy

    “Wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.” — Psalm 51:7

    Today, snow is falling across the country. It covers what is worn, stained, and uneven. Roads are quiet. Edges soften. What was harsh only moments before is muted beneath a clean, white blanket.

    David’s prayer in Psalm 51 comes from a place of deep awareness of failure, regret, and the longing to be made new. He does not ask to be excused or explained away. He asks to be washed. To be cleansed. To be restored from the inside out.

    Snow does not erase what lies beneath it, but it changes how we see the landscape. In the same way, God’s mercy does not deny the truth of our brokenness – it covers us with grace that invites healing and renewal. What feels heavy, marked, or beyond repair is not beyond God’s ability to make clean.

    On days like today, when the world feels strained and hearts feel weary, this verse offers a quiet hope. Not the kind that shouts or rushes ahead, but the kind that falls gently, snowflake by snowflake, reminding us that God is still at work, still cleansing, still making all things new.

    Perhaps today’s snowfall is not an answer, but an invitation. To pause. To breathe. To trust that even now, God’s mercy is falling – silently, steadily over us and this land.

    Lord,
    As snow falls quietly today, we ask that Your mercy would fall just as gently upon us.
    Wash our hearts, restore what feels worn, and make us new again.

    Help us to trust in Your cleansing grace and to rest in the hope that You are still at work.
    Amen.

  • Quiet Moments of Grief: Finding Guidance in Dreams

    Quiet Moments of Grief: Finding Guidance in Dreams

    I had a dream about a friend who passed away not long ago. In the dream, he was fixing a light fixture – focused, steady, doing something ordinary and familiar. It was the same kind of task I had been wrestling with just days before. Small. Practical. Unremarkable to most.

    His former wife sat with their children, the television on, life moving as it does. He tried to speak to them, pointing toward the light, explaining something simple and important – but they weren’t listening. I stood nearby, not intervening, just watching. Witnessing.

    There was no urgency in the dream. No fear. Just a quiet ache.

    Light has always carried meaning. It shows us where we are. It helps us see clearly. It makes a home feel warm and livable. Watching him tend to the light felt like watching someone do what they had always done – care in quiet ways, serve without spectacle, offer guidance without demanding attention.

    Some people love loudly. Others love faithfully. This friend loved the Lord, and he lived that love not through grand gestures, but through steady presence and care for the everyday things. Fixing the light feels like that kind of faith – humble, unnoticed, enduring.

    Maybe the dream wasn’t about being heard.
    Maybe it was about being remembered.
    Or maybe it was simply my heart holding onto someone who mattered.

    We allow these moments to rest as they are. We don’t rush to label them or assign meaning too quickly. We let memory, love, and grief sit together – quietly, honestly.

    Some lights don’t go out when a person leaves.
    They linger in the way we notice, the way we pause, the way we remember how to care.

    Who has helped bring light into your life in quiet, faithful ways and how might their presence still be guiding you?

    Loving God,
    thank You for the lives that continue to shape us even after they are gone.
    For the quiet ways they brought light, steadiness, and care into our world.
    Help us carry their goodness forward tending to the small things with love,
    and trusting that no light given in faith is ever truly lost.

    Amen. 🤍

  • Finding Clarity in Uncertainty: A Gentle Approach

    Finding Clarity in Uncertainty: A Gentle Approach

    There are seasons when we find ourselves standing between choices, unsure which way to move. The path ahead feels unclear, and every option seems to carry both hope and hesitation. In those moments, the question often isn’t what should I do? but how do I decide?

    So many of us are conditioned to move quickly – to analyze, explain, justify, and arrive at certainty. But discernment rarely thrives in urgency. Wisdom tends to surface in quieter spaces.

    When I’m undecided, I return to stillness. I pause. I listen. Some call this prayer. Others call it meditation, reflection, or simply paying attention. Whatever the language, the practice is the same: creating space for clarity to emerge rather than forcing an answer.

    Instead of asking for immediate direction, I try asking gentler questions:

    What choice brings peace rather than pressure?
    Where does my body soften instead of tighten?
    What aligns with compassion, integrity, and care for others?

    Clarity doesn’t always arrive as a clear instruction. Sometimes it comes as a closed door. Sometimes as a subtle nudge that won’t go away. And sometimes it comes as a quiet reassurance that says, you don’t have to know everything yet.

    We remember that uncertainty is not a weakness. It is an invitation to slow down, to trust the unfolding, and to believe that wisdom often reveals itself one step at a time.

    What might change if you allowed yourself to pause and listen – rather than rush toward certainty?

    (For those who find comfort and guidance in Scripture)

    • James 1:5
      “If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault.”
    • Proverbs 3:5–6
      “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding and He will make your paths straight.”
    • Psalm 32:8
      “I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you with my loving eye on you.”
    • Isaiah 30:21
      “This is the way; walk in it.”
    • Colossians 3:15
      “Let peace rule in your hearts.”
    • Psalm 25:4–5
      “Show me your ways – guide me in your truth.”

    Source of wisdom, however we understand You,
    meet us in moments of uncertainty.
    Quiet the noise that pushes us to rush
    and help us listen for what is steady, true, and life-giving.

    Guide our steps with compassion.
    Let peace be a trusted companion.
    And grant us the patience to trust that clarity will come
    in its own time, in its own way.

    Amen. 🤍

  • Faith in Service: Embracing Courage and Compassion

    Faith in Service: Embracing Courage and Compassion

    This morning, as the mist rises over the fields, the world feels both fragile and full of promise. My heart turns toward the young men and women preparing to serve our country.

    Some are leaving home for the first time – stepping into the unknown with steady resolve and a whispered prayer. Others are continuing a legacy of service, carrying on the courage of those who went before them. Each one brings their own reason for enlisting: duty, honor, purpose, calling. And behind every uniform stands a family who loves and prays for them.

    There’s a tenderness in knowing that even in uncertain times. The heart that chooses to serve is still guided by something timeless. It includes a belief in protecting what’s good. It shows a willingness to stand firm. It shows a desire to grow into who God created them to be.

    Political climates may shift, administrations may change, but the call to serve with integrity and compassion remains sacred. In every era, God’s hand has steadied those who walk into service with faith and humility.

    “Please, Lord, help me get one more.”
    — Desmond Doss, WWII Army Medic and Medal of Honor recipient

    Those simple words, spoken under fire, remind us that courage isn’t loud. Sometimes, it’s one quiet act of mercy at a time. It could be one hand extended or one prayer whispered. It might also be one moment of grace in the midst of chaos.

    I pray for every recruit preparing for boot camp that they may:

    • Keep their hearts anchored in truth and courage,
    • Listen for the still, small voice of God in the noise of the world,
    • And remember that even as they train, march, and follow orders. Their deepest loyalty belongs to the One who made them.

    “I can’t stay here while all the others go fight for me. I’ve got to do something.”
    — Desmond Doss

    These words remind us that service, at its truest, is love in motion. It is a willingness to give of oneself. This ensures that others may live free.

    Lord,
    Be near to those who serve.
    Guard their minds from fear and their hearts from doubt.
    Teach them to lead with courage, to follow with wisdom,
    And to remember that You go before them always.
    Surround them with good counsel and godly mentors.
    When the world feels uncertain, steady their steps in truth.
    Let them shine light wherever You send them,
    And return them home safely to those who love them.
    In Jesus’ name, Amen. 🌿

  • Understanding Grace: A Biblical Perspective on Rejoicing

    Understanding Grace: A Biblical Perspective on Rejoicing

    Grace is not a small or quiet thing in Scripture. In Romans 5, Paul tells us that grace does more than save us – it reorients what we rejoice in.

    Because of Christ, we are no longer enemies brought near by our own effort. “While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” Grace is God’s initiative, not our achievement. And because of that, our rejoicing is not rooted in self-confidence, but in His work alone.

    Paul uses a word that feels almost startling: to boast.

    The Greek word kauchēma (kow-khay-mah) means to glory in, to rejoice over, to take pride in. It’s not the loud, self-centered boasting we often think of but a settled confidence that rests in something sure. Grace gives us something holy to boast in: what Christ has done, not what we have accomplished.

    This kind of rejoicing doesn’t ignore suffering or sin. It looks directly at them and still stands firm.

    James echoes this posture when he writes, “Consider it pure joy whenever you face trials of many kinds” (James 1:2). That word joy comes from chara (khar-ah), meaning deep gladness, great joyfulness. It’s not a denial of pain, but a trust that God is present and working within it.

    James also warns of a divided heart – a double-mindedness that keeps us unstable (James 1:8). Grace invites us into wholeness. It calls us to live with one steady gaze: not fixed on the chaos of the world, but on the faithfulness of God.

    And yes – we live in a world saturated with sin, confusion, and noise. But grace is not weakened by darkness. Paul reminds us that where sin increased, grace increased all the more. Grace does not excuse sin – it overcomes it.

    For the believer today, living in grace looks like this:

    • Rejoicing without pretending life is easy
    • Boasting only in the Lord’s mercy, not our own strength
    • Choosing joy that is rooted, not reactive
    • Remaining tender-hearted without becoming double-minded

    Grace teaches us how to stand – humble, confident, and deeply anchored in a broken world.

    This is the quiet beauty of grace: it doesn’t make us loud; it makes us secure.

    Lord,
    Thank You for grace that met us when we were far off
    and continues to meet us each day where we are.
    Teach us to rejoice not in ourselves,
    but in Your mercy, Your faithfulness, and Your finished work.

    In a world filled with noise, temptation, and division,
    anchor our hearts in truth.
    Help us live with steady joy – not shallow happiness,
    but the deep joy that comes from trusting You.

    May our lives quietly boast in what You have done,
    and may grace shape how we walk, speak, and love.
    We rest in You today.
    Amen.

  • Walking with Jesus: Faith Grows Through Curiosity

    Walking with Jesus: Faith Grows Through Curiosity

    Curiosity is often where faith begins. Not with certainty. Not with all the answers. But with a quiet wondering. Who is Jesus, really? If you find yourself asking that question, even softly, you are not alone. Luke shows us that many who encountered Jesus were unsure, searching, and still learning what it meant to follow Him.

    In Luke 9, Jesus sends out His disciples with almost nothing. No extra supplies. No safety net. It’s an unsettling way to begin, especially for those of us who crave clarity before commitment. Yet Luke the Evangelist reveals something important: trust is not formed before the journey – it is formed while walking it. For those who are curious about Jesus but hesitant to fully believe, this can be reassuring. Faith is not a prerequisite for the journey; it often grows along the way.

    Later, a large crowd gathers, hungry and uncertain. The disciples see scarcity – too many people, too little food. But Jesus sees possibility. With a small offering placed in His hands, abundance follows. This moment speaks gently to those who feel they don’t have enough to offer – enough belief, enough understanding, enough goodness. Luke reminds us that Jesus does not ask for perfection. He asks for honesty. What feels insufficient in our hands can become more than enough when surrendered.

    Then Jesus asks a question that lingers: “Who do you say I am?”

    This is not a test. It is an invitation. Some answer with confidence. Others with confusion. Some are not ready to answer at all. And still, Jesus continues walking with them. Grace is present long before certainty ever arrives.

    When Jesus speaks about taking up the cross and following Him, His words can feel heavy – especially to those who have been hurt by rigid or fear-based faith. But in Luke, this call is not about losing ourselves; it is about discovering a truer way to live. Jesus invites us out of self-protection and into trust, out of control and into relationship. He never forces belief. He invites participation.

    What stands out most in Luke is Jesus’ posture. He feeds the hungry. He welcomes questions. He walks patiently with imperfect people. He does not demand immediate understanding or flawless faith. He offers presence.

    If you are curious about Jesus, you do not need to rush toward conclusions. You can linger. You can question. You can observe. You can simply stay near the story and notice what stirs in your heart. Many of those closest to Jesus began exactly there- watching, listening, wondering.

    Faith rarely begins with certainty. More often, it begins with a quiet maybe.

    And Luke reminds us that even this is enough to begin.

    If you are curious about Jesus, you are not outside the story. You are standing at the doorway of an invitation – one marked by patience, compassion, and grace. And Jesus is not asking you to have it all figured out. He is simply inviting you to walk with Him, one gentle step at a time.

    At the heart of all that happens in Luke, we are left with a quiet invitation that meets us in the everyday.

    “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me.’”
    Luke 9:23

    With love, from the porch,
    Laura

  • Finding Sacred Space in Sorrow

    Finding Sacred Space in Sorrow

    There are moments when the world feels especially tender.

    As a Jewish holiday begins, marked by remembrance, reflection, and sacred pause, we are also aware of heartbreaking violence in the world. These moments often arrive together. Holy days do not wait for the world to be at peace, and grief does not pause for the calendar. Both meet us where we are.

    On the Prayer Porch, we do not rush to explain or resolve. We simply sit. We notice. We breathe. We allow sorrow and sacredness to share the same space, trusting that God is present in both.

    Today, this porch is a place of quiet witness. A place to hold grief with tenderness and to honor sacred time with humility. A place where prayer does not try to fix the world, but offers it back to God with open hands.

    A Porch Prayer

    God of all people and all times,
    we come to You aware that the world is hurting.
    As some enter sacred days of remembrance and hope,
    others are waking to shock, grief, and fear.

    We do not have words that make sense of this.
    We only ask for Your nearness
    to those who mourn,
    to those who feel unsafe,
    and to those whose hearts feel heavy with questions.

    Teach us how to hold sorrow with tenderness
    and sacred time with humility.
    Meet us here, on the porch,
    where we pause, breathe, and remember
    that love still matters.

    Amen.

    In seasons where sacred time and sorrow meet, may we choose presence, compassion, and prayer over certainty.


    With love,
    Laura

  • The Art of Letting Go

    The Art of Letting Go

    November settles in like a deep breath – soft light, thinning trees, the quiet hum of endings. The earth, dressed in copper and gold, begins her slow surrender. Each leaf that drifts to the ground feels like a gentle sermon on mortality. It is a reminder that even what falls can be beautiful.

    We often think of falling as failure, yet nature shows us something different. The leaves don’t resist; they release. They let go not because they’ve lost their worth, but because the season calls for rest. Their falling makes way for new life hidden beneath the soil — unseen but certain.

    This rhythm has always inspired artists – those who understand that creation and loss are often entwined. I think of Vincent van Gogh. He found holiness in the simplest things: a field, a tree, a flicker of light at dusk. His brush turned ordinary decay into something sacred, golden. “There is peace even in the storm,” he once wrote. He saw what November teaches us – that life’s beauty is brief, but never wasted.

    Maybe that’s what this month is for. It is for learning to release what no longer serves us. It is to hold our loved ones tenderly. We should trust that God’s grace carries us through each changing season. We are part of this same sacred rhythm – blooming, releasing, resting, returning.

    So, as you sit on your porch or look out at the swirling leaves, let them speak to your spirit. Let them remind you that endings are not empty, but full of God’s quiet promise.

    🍂 A Prayer for November

    Lord of every season,
    Teach us to let go with grace.
    When life changes shape or color,
    help us trust the beauty of Your design.
    May we see, in every falling leaf, a reminder
    that all things return to You — whole, holy, and loved.
    Amen.