Asking for Prayers

I believe in prayer…especially in the words of Rabbi Harold Kushner, “Prayer is conversation with God, redeeming us from isolation.” 

To that end…and I am aware—fully so—each of us has our own prayers for many.  However, let me share this story—that has touched me deeply—and then share a request for additional prayers.

Jim Davis, a member of First Christian Church in San Marcos, where I served as their interim minister for one year, shared this note about a new granddaughter.  The facts took my breath:

Dear FCC Family,

Gillian Grace was born Friday, July 15.  She weighed in at 1 lb. 6 oz., and measures 11 .75 inches!

Kimberly and David are doing fine.  At 15 weeks early, GiGi has a lot of development to do and weight to gain.

Please ask God to continue knitting her together, in his wonderful way.  Also, please ask God to give Kimberly and David comfort, peace and strength as they face a roller coaster of emotions and challenges.

 Thank you for being my spiritual family !

James E. Davis,

Goodness…can you imagine?  One pound, six ounces and measuring less than 12 inches.  Prayers your way, Jim, and for your family.

Speaking of new births, I also invite prayers for Jason and Teela Herman [Diane’s son and wife].  Their doctor has scheduled a c-section birth for their third child, Noah, to be born on July 27—next week Wednesday.  His fly rod, along with fly rods for all our grandchildren, awaits.

In addition, for a friend, Karl Licis.  I met Karl in Colorado—a wonderful person, more than able writer [Most recently he was Outdoor Editor for the Denver Post] and superb fly-fisherman.  Karl will undergo surgery for prostate cancer on July 29.

Then, I ask for prayers for Albert Johnson.  Albert and Peggy Johnson showed wonderful hospitality for me during conference ministry in Texas [1997-2005].  When in Houston, I stayed with them…and enjoyed the wonderful relationship/conversation/single malt.  Albert is struggling now, big-time, has been placed on a respirator.  Pneumonia is unrelenting.  Albert—my name for him is “Mr. Rice,” because he is probably Rice University’s greatest fan—especially in baseball—is as loyal a friend as ever can be.

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About Mark H Miller

Diane and I live in Leander, Texas. This past June 17, 2015 I celebrated the 49th anniversary of my ordination. We returned to Texas after three years in Washington, during which I served as interim minister in Bellevue/Eastgate and Mercer Island. Am planning to begin a 5th novel that will have my protagonist, Tricia Gleason, serve a year in licensed ministry in Snoqualmie, Washington. The novel, "The Lemon Drop Didn't Melt," will find Tricia wrestling with ministry challenges. None of which more daunting than someone wanting her breathing to stop. All the published novels are available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle under Mark Henry Miller. A primary goal in our return to Texas is to make sure grandchildren get lots of attention--here and in Chicago and Washington, D.C. Traveling is definitely an activity that will not slow down. With that, of course, fishing will happen. To that the t-shirt is apt, "I fish; therefore I am." In addition to novels, the book of Blogs, "Voice Of My Heart," is also available on Amazon.
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