Monday, April 24, 2017

Intercession


He sat in a cafe in the land of supermodel people and good bread. The old man had lived many years and then a few more and knew many words, some now forgotten and relearned a hundred times. But his thoughts and words these days were only ordinary and precise, lacking in all flamboyance and grandeur. He said only what he said and nothing more. 

This is a hidden place. It is Heaven on Earth, or looks like it. The sun shines and the buildings stand and nothing shakes the ground or disturbs the quiet. But he could see what would wreck havoc if it could. All around him shadows stood and moved, curled and menaced, though they could not touch the inhabitants. 

He could see prayers, many laid here over the years, some yesterday, some a thousand years before, all entwined, dancing like wiry ballerinas who are stronger than they seem. He watched the prayers and he watched the shadows move out of their way, all the while looking for a way in. The prayers gave none, only continued dancing, moving, taking new ground. And the people walked. Here and there. Up quaint stone stairs, over bridges, home, with no hint that they saw the protection wrapped around them or the shadows or anything but the sunshine above and the world as open to them as the ocean and the clouds and the sky.

12 comments:

  1. This sounds like a peaceful beautiful place.

    ~Sheri

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  2. Such a beautiful picture of intercessory prayer.

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  3. That would be a nice place to visit :)

    S

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  4. Nice story about a very beautiful place.

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  5. Hi Sandi! Your faith shines in this post. Wow. I love the idea of our prayers always having life, always protecting and being a joyful presence in our world.
    This gives me the support I need to continue praying and shooing away the darkness. Any place can be like heaven when it's covered in honest prayer.
    Blessings!
    Ceil

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  6. Agree with Ceil. I love how you portray the prayers as dancing. I have a wonderful vision in my mind now.

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  7. The words have such a pretty flow to them!

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  8. I can imagine the prayers floating around- covering this person and that one. I truly believe in the power of prayer. Pretty shot of the water. Have a blessed day!

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  9. This warms the soul, thank you.

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  10. Hi Sandi, One of the things I love about Dandelion Tea is the way it gives us a starting point for reflection. Finding your blog has been a blessing. In this post I feel like you could have been writing just for me. What I see here is the power of God surrounding us. There is no doubt about it and yet some of us will see, others will not. Great post!

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