Monthly Archives: August 2016


Littlest leaves – car packed to the gills with hubby and 10 year old Domino securely ensconced; Buddy arrives with his senior dog Kylie in time to break bread (plus snap a few photos) with them before they take off; and – if that isn’t enough – tonight another family meal with BK, hubby and Grands to treasure before Buddy heads back to OH as well.”

Whew – what a busy week we have had. Hellos. Goodbyes. Hugs. Laughter. Love.

Still – I cried buckets of tears as Littlest pulled out of the driveway and will cry again tomorrow when Buddy takes to the road. It is what mothers do – – – or at least – – – this mother. One thousand hugs before they close the car door, a bucket of tears and a crazy bunch of wild prayers circling from my heart for traveling mercies and unspoken pleas.

“His purpose was for the nations to seek after God and perhaps feel their way toward him and find him—though he is not far from any one of us. For in him we live and move and exist. As some of young own poets have said, ‘We are his offspring.’”~Act 17:27-28

As Littlest drove around the corner, I had to shout out one last goodbye, wave a little longer, and then it struck me. Is this how Our Father feels as He watches us put our foot onto a new path? Unlike us mortal parents, He knows what lies ahead for us. He knows the valleys, the mountains and deep abysses where we can get lost – and yet – He lets us make that choice. Step forward.  His hand still outreached just incase we fall or need a little — something.

Tonight when the house is quiet again with the stars winking above me, I will look out over our small homestead and through my teary eyes I think I can almost see My Father waving at me across the way. Across the vast space I can almost hear his voice as He shouts out one more time, Love you, child. Come back soon.”

1942 Daily Rations:

“The fool hath said in his heart, ‘There is no God’.”~Ps 14:1

‘Strange too, for a man who is deaf does not say there is no music because he does not hear it.

“It is foolish to despise things you know nothing at all about. It is foolish to condemn the Church, if you take no part in it. It is foolish to complain about the Government, if you do not take the trouble to vote. It is foolish to say that Christianity has failed, if you never did anything to help it to succeed.

“Those who have had dealings with God know right well that there is a God. The sense of forgiven sin, the lift there is in worship, the joys of sacrifice and service, the presence of God in prayer – – – people who have tasted of these delights are pretty sure of God. Why, he is the Heart that is at the heart of things! The one thing that keeps our feet out of the miry clay and sets the on a rock is the fact of God.

“A man once said, ‘I used to think when I was young, that there was no God. But now’ (he said it with a wave of the hand that took in the universe), ‘it seems to me there is nothing but God!’

Prayer: Spirit of God, let thy persuasions be strong upon me, to think worthily of thee, as I ought to think, that so thy image may be renewed in me after the likeness of thy Son, our Saviour, Jesus Christ. Amen.



The week with our Littlest has passed way too quickly. It has been a gift on so many levels, and I can’t wait to see where life takes her on this next journey to Columbia in NYC.

It has been fun seeing this kidlet – who hated talking on the phone (except with friends, of course) – negotiating with car buyers (since a car in NYC is not exactly a necessity), accomplishing the impossible to be in compliance with a new state’s laws, leaving the security of the known for the unknown and weathering each and every decision with her wonderful life partner.
Wisdom is one of those things not necessarily guaranteed in this life. The Bible uses lots of metaphors when it talks about wisdom. “She is a tree of life to those who hold her fast and blessed are those who look for her.” Prov 3:18 Of course, Jewish sages add even more depth to this.
After the miracle of the Red Sea, the Jewish people traveled three days without finding water or taking time to study Our Father’s teachings. They were grumpy and bitter when they finally found water. Is it any wonder the water tasted just as bitter as they felt?
Water is more than water.
Trees are more than trees.
Wisdom is hidden amidst the ordinary things of life.
God told Moses to take some wood and throw it into the water to sweeten it. What we are not told in that story is that this wood was wood from the Tree of Life. Jewish wisdom says that when we study Our Father’s wisdom, life becomes sweeter. Somehow, I was not surprised by this.  For me – I had already figured it out.  Surrounding myself in His teachings adds much more to ordinary days. That’s why this week has been so “sweet”.
Today’s RATION also reminds us that we need to look for the wisdom He gave us through the suffering of his son. Until we seek it, our world will continue to taste bitter. We need that tree in our water. We need that grace hung from a tree. We need His wisdom.We need to pray the 1942 America’s Prayer Minute in 2016. Seeking that piece of wood to throw in our water.
“The soldiers who crucified Jesus sat in the shadow of the cross, after the deed was done, and watched him. The world has been watching hi ever since! There is something strangely thought-compelling about the spectacle of a good man being crucified as a criminal, about a teacher of love and righteousness being silenced by death and torture, about one who come to be regarded as God’s supreme revelation of himself being mocked, insulted, and killed by men too ignorant and brutal to realize what they were doing! I wonder if we really grasp the depth of meaning in Jesus’ atoning death, however, unless we also realize that in a very real sense the world is still crucifying him today! The crucifixion, alas, is a constantly recurring tragedy!”
“And when they crucified him, they parted his garments among the, casting lots; and they sat and watched him there.”~Matt 27:35-36
“And this is the judgement, that the light is come into the world, and men loved the darkness rather than the light.”~Jn 3:19
“Prayer: We realize, O God, that we live in a world that is still crucifying Jesus, betraying his cause denying his purposes, deriding the truths he came to teach. Help us so to understand and reverence his message that we shall not take part in the crucifixion in our street our nation, our day and generation. In his name we pray. Amen.”
[Janet Searfoss art image: Sacred Energy/google images]


“Today was – – – well – – – perfect.

It wasn’t almost perfect – or kind of perfect – it was perfectly perfect.

There is something about family gatherings that circle us into a familiar hug and reassure us that no matter what craziness is going on in the world it will be alright. Again – today’s RATION added that Biblical viewpoint that explains it a little more thoroughly than I ever could.

‘The energy by which I live is God; the wisdom by which I speak is God; and the companionship by which I am supported is God’.~ Ration #21

Our Father gave us the family unit to remind us physically of what has totally surrounded us – all of Creation – even before He breathed into our nostrils the ‘breath of life’. A family. A circle of action, thought, companionship – mix in a little forgiveness, wisdom, mercy, love – and the family blossom opens into the Son’s Light.

Today, we ate a perfect mother-daughter-daughter brunch at the Carolina Inn, watched the kids create perfect masterpieces on the coffee table, played a perfectly wonderful new game where everyone works together to save the world, drank the perfect drink by my very talented son-in-law who used my parents’ shot glasses to make it, only to finish this perfect day by rowdily dancing and singing around this perfectly small house to “Puff the Magic Dragon” at the top of our familial voices (however – you can not out-sing a Bose just in case you were wondering and the old songbook came out just to prove it still existed).

Ration 21 was just that – a perfect ration for a perfect day created by a perfect Father who loves His not so perfect children. Thank you, Father. Like Mary, I will, ‘…[treasure] up all these things and [ponder] them in [my] heart’ until the end of my days.~Lk 2:19

“As he spake these words, many believed on him.”~Jn :30

“It is not easy, these days, to preserve within our hearts an unshaken trust in the supreme worth of righteousness. Evil seems so powerful, and wicked men so confident that faith withers and hearts grow faint. If this is true of righteousness how much more difficult it is to maintain faith in the perfect. How very foolish to deceive ourselves with such a faith!

“But is it? The word in Jn 8:30 seems to reassure us: ‘As He thus spoke any became believers in Him’ (Weymouth). Something he said and the way he said it brought confidence to his hearers. Paraphrasing the verse immediately preceding: ‘The energy by which I live is God; the wisdom by which I speak is God; and the companionship by which I am supported is God’ Action, thought, companionship- – -these sum up life rather thoroughly. To say they are all centered in God is to claim something that by all human standards- – -is perfection.

“Jesus offered the glory of a God-centered life to those who would believe. The lure of the perfect is an outward response to an inner compulsion. Our lives, compelled by his perfect standard, must bear witness to our faith in the perfect- – -even Jesus Christ our LORD.

“Prayer: Dear Lord and Master of life, give us a restlessness of spirit that will be content with nothing but the best. So may we honor thee in our lives and win others to thy fellowship. In they name we pray. Amen.”


Come on rain!!! We got a little rain this afternoon. Wasn’t much – probably not enough that I can escape watering the garden tomorrow – which reminds me – I need to check the rain gauge. The important thing was that it “Came”.
Summer in North Carolina since July hit has been hot and humid, but I’ve mostly been thankful. It has not reached ‘REALLY’ hot and humid – just medium hot. They say you get used to the heat and humidy, so maybe that’s it as well.
We all find things to complain about. The pictures of ice and snow are already beginning to make the rounds because in just a few weeks, cold weather will – if historical record continues to be correct – make a re-appearance into our world.
I’m sure the apostles tried to figure out the seasons of their world. 3 years doesn’t allow much time to gain a lot of wisdom. Yet – it was enough. God said. Christ said. The Holy Spirit breathed. The world changed.
The Rabbi Yeshua said, Come”. They stood up, cast off everything and began a journey beyond comprehension. Tonight as I sit and look out the window, I am content. Listening to crickets, smelling the post-rain coolness. Rubbing the puppies at my feet with my toes. Sitting in my comfy chair. But a niggling has begun in the back of my brain.
If He walked by, knocked at my door, and said the same thing – would I?
I hope I would. I pray I would. However, I fear I would have as many excuses as stars in the sky. I curl back further into my chair and wiggle uneasily. “Come” . A simple word.
“Jesus came and spake unto them saying, ‘All power is given uto me in heaven and in earth. Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost.’~St. Matt 28:18-19
“The first thing Christ said to his apostles was, ‘Come,’. The last thing he said to them was, ‘Go‘. In those two words is a simple summary of the Christian life.
“When the war temblor ends and the dust settles and the actual truth is told, he horror of it will strike us like a tidal wave.
“One of our Secretaries of State told us last year that it was none to soon for the free peoples to plan what to do when the war ends.
“When the war ends! In that day the Church will have the chance of a thousand years. Half of humanity will be prostrate. Are we getting ready? Not only to feed and clothe and rebuild but to go as messengers of the justice, mercy, and love of God to a world in need.

“Some are preparing. They are forming ‘Christian Cells’ to think, pray and get ready to go whether in themselves or in the persons of those they will send.


“Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a GIFT of God, which is shy we call it the present.”~Bill Keane, Family Circus author/cartoonist

Bill Keane got this right on three accounts.
Family is a three-ring circus extravaganza.
Family is a precious gift.
Family is beyond the chains of time.

This week has been a family circus. Crowded dinner tables, laughter over memories, tripping over multiple dogs lying in the exact places where someone wants to walk, Goodwill hunting for school clothes, dreaming dreams through each other’s eyes and finding that circle that ties us all together into that GIFT we call family.

Starting out as an infant, we have a limited concept of family. As we age it grows to include extended family. As we gain knowledge, we recognize it includes those who have come before us and those we hold in our strong arms. As we grow in wisdom, we understand that there is more to family than that physical shape and the name by which they are known.

Like the Creator, who gave us this precious GIFT, family is timeless. It is our history. It is totally a mystery how it will evolve in our future. It is a daily gift of precious love, forgiveness, dancing at sunrise, stretching under the sun, holding hands in the twilight and a reunion beyond compare when the curtain is ripped apart.


FAMILY – Face your family, know thyself, know the precious gift that surrounds you. Today’s RATION – right on again. Can’t tell me that God is not the ultimate author of all things precious. Holy, Holy, Holy…

“I saw…the LORD.~Is 6:1
“I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips.”~Is 6:5

“‘Know thyself.’ said a great teacher. To know myself I must have a standard of measurement. It cannot be myself; it cannot be other people; it must be the highest; it must be God. Isaiah faced God and found himself,

“Face God! See your unholy self against the holiness of God. Face all of yourself before God.

“Face your failures! Where do you fail and why? Get rid of alibis.

“Face your success! Bring your plans and amibitions into the prsence of God and test them.

“Face your family! Are those relationships right?

“Face your friends! Do they make or break you?

“Face your foes! Can you face them as Jesus faced Judas and say, ‘Friend?’ Can you love them?

“Face your finance! What story does your bank book tell- – – love of God or of self?

“Face your fears! Why fear? Perfect love satesth out fear.’

“Face your future! Is there anxiety or trust?

“Prayer: O God, I face all that I am before thee. I let thee come to make me what I ought to be. My past, present, and future I commit to thee. Command my strength now. In Christ’s name. Amen.”


It is 74 days until the election – NOT that I’m counting or anything. We have left the world of regular TV, so we are not deluged by ad after ad after ad… “ad nauseam” (haha). Although – occasionally one or two derelict ads may show up and I groan. Unfortunately, I just suffered through a couple.

Again, God’s timing with these RATIONs are beyond human understanding. As I read and typed the one for today, it circled around me and I felt His citadel re-establish itself around me.





Citadels of internal life. You don’t see them, but they are there as well. Protecting. Standing tall. Fortitude. Offering strength when we have none to offer. A place to retreat when the world seems too much to endure. Allowing us time to dream in safety.

There is a quote on a nearby church’s road sign. It says; “If your dreams don’t scare you, you aren’t dreaming big enough.”

Dreams are funny things. They can take us in a multitude of directions – from OH to MI – from MI to OH – from OH to AZ (for a couple of kidlets) – from a small town to a huge city (for another kidlet) – from AZ to NC – from AZ to NYC – from OH to NC.

Dreaming often takes us out of our physical citadels. Sometimes they are way too much work to continue. Sometimes they lead us to the things we thought and dreamed. And sometimes – – – not so much.

But it is the internal citadels that we carry within us that – eventually – get us through to the next physical citadel. Another fortress in life that gives us time to rest, enjoy, flourish and dream again.

As I go into the America’s Prayer Minute tonight, I look around at my new citadel and am so thankful. Thankful for the dreams that have carried me here and thankful for the dreams of family members that have carried them back to my citadel. And as I start to dream again, I begin to pray Ration #18 in earnest:

“Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.”~Matt 6:13

“Jesus knew that the ultimate citadel of human life is personal integrity. Deeper than economic needs, deeper even than friendly social relations, is the absolute necessity of respect for honest and upright personal character. If that goes, where can a man take hold of life, where can God take hold of him? Even though we do not perfectly attain to absolute integrity, so long as we recognize its authority and struggle, even repentantly, and inadequately, toward it, there is hope for us. But what hope for the man who calls black white, and white black; who puts bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter; who makes good evil and evil good? Moral confusion is the supreme peril of the soul.

“Guide me in thy truth and teach me; …Oh keep my soul, and deliver me; … Let integrity and uprightness preserve me, For I wait for thee. ~Ps 25:5,20,21

“Read: Psalm 1

“Prayer: O God, we come to thee with no false sense of our own importance or perfection We come only as those who remember that ‘still stands thine ancient sacrifice, and humble and a contrite heart.’ Lead up away from the temptations which might overwhelm us and deliver us from the temptations which might overwhelm us and deliver us from the evil which might break down the inner citadel and sanctuary of our lives. Through Jesus Christ, our Saviour. Amen.”

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When the day starts out coughing and coughing and coughing – at 5:30 in the morning. you wish you could just curl back up in bed and sleep the rest of the day away. BUT as we all know lying down and coughing are not two things that can happen simultaneously.

So the dogs and I got up – trying to hack quietly in the hallways, so we wouldn’t wake hubby or the Littlest and her family in the spare bedroom. I tend to be grumpy when this type of stuff interrupts my sleep. Sleeping in is the true gift of retirement. After all, those early morning risings at 5:30-6 o’clock should be in the past.

So I grabbed a blanket out of the hall closet and curled up in the recliner so I could kinda lay myself down and still sit up. Before I knew it, there was a 100 pound lab curled into my side. The chair was kind of crowded. And that is when I realized how blessed I was to be awake before the rest of the household and grumpiness drifted out the opened window.

“Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good;
his love endures forever.” ~1 Chron 16:34

The Bible tells the story of David building a special tent for the Ark of the Covenant to rest. What it doesn’t tell is that there was a plague that came later. Jewish sages say that it was killing 100 people a day. King David believed that every physical disease has a spiritual medicine that will cure it.

So King David told his people to daily give thanks of 100 blessings – a blessing for each soul that the plague was stealing. Instead of being fearful and losing their faith in EL, the people began to notice God in their lives – carrying them through the hard day of carrying for the sick and burying those who had passed. The plague disappeared and the people found their faith.

So as the America’s Prayer Minute approaches, I am blessing the LORD today for the cough that woke me up to birds singing, a wonderful breeze drifting int the window and a “tiny” lab curled into my side. And if my strength is strong enough – this bacteria will float right out on the wings of this blessing.

“Whosoever believeth that Jesus is the Christ is born of God; and every one that loveth him that begat loveth him also that is begotten of him…For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith. Who is he that overcometh the world, but he that believeth that Jesus is the Son of God?” ~1 Jn 5:1,4-5

“Why all this insistence on a creed? It does not make any difference what a man believes, if he leads a good life.

“For the past few years, this has been an oft repeated statement. Today, we realize how superficial it is. We now see what certain beliefs do to a whole people. Our combat with other forces is not just on the field of battle. It is not just in numbers of tanks, ships, planes and men.

“n the history of man, the final battle has always been won by convictions. Do we believe as whole-heartedly in God, in the equality of all men in justice, and in freedom, as our enemies believe in the state, race superiority, tyranny and slavery? Do we believe as much in Jesus Christ as our leader as they believe in their leader? If we do, then we shall have the victory that overcometh the world – – – a victory of peace and good will.

“Prayer: Grant to us, LORD, the spirit to think and do always such things as are right; that we, who cannot do anything that is good without thee, may by thee be enabled to live according to they will. Amen.”


Sometimes it is just the little things in life that tickle us. Everyday when I use our master bath room and look at the toilet paper hanger, a smile crosses my face. A tiny strange miracle that probably doesn’t seem like a miracle to any one else. You just have to understand how much I hate changing the forever-needing-changed TP that no one else in the household seems capable of doing. This holder – just lifts up and off slides the old roll and one with the new.

“For this cause the people also met him, for that they heard that he had done this miracle”~Jn 12:16

Obviously, the RATION for today kind of followed this thought as well. People look for miracles every day. During a war – people looked for them even more. As I read this little booklet from 1942, the wisdom keeps popping up and reminding me that truth never really fades. We just fail to remember.

I was listening to one of my favorite pastors this week. He was talking about a couple of the miracles that Jesus accomplished. He said, “Can you imagine what was going through the blind man’s mind when he heard this?” He proceeded to make spitting noises. Needless to say, I roared right along with the congregation.

Miracles aren’t for the faint of heart. They aren’t always quick fixes – remember – the blind man had to walk through the streets with mud – made by some strange guy’s spit – on his eyes to a pool he couldn’t see. Ewwwwuuuu Miracles aren’t just wham-bam – most of the time we have to step out in faith to claim them.

“Read: John 12:16-19

We in America possess a passionate relish for being humbugged. We like to take a chance at getting something for nothing. Multitudes listen to radio broadcasts that promise fabulous sums of money or other prizes to the person who responds quickly and with the right word to their requests. Millions of dollars are squandered every year on get-rich-quick schemes that are neither ethical nor successful.

“But we seem to have no monopoly on folly and selfishness. People in Jesus’ day were drawn to him out of curiosity and in the vain hope that he would work some miracle to gratify their ignoble desires… With little or no effort on their part, they hoped to get what they wanted by magic. Magic is an effort to get God, or the gods, to do our will. True religion is the reverse; it is the desire and the endeavor to have our defective thought and ways corrected and expanded by God’s larger eternal truth.

“The world has never needed a trickster for its king. The Eternal Christ is not to be fashioned and twisted and used to satisfy the whims or even the deep desires of mortals. But they who learn his ways and life in joyful accord with them, will experience abundant life, whatever their outward circumstances.

Prayer: Father of our spirits, we delight to behold the throngs going after Jesus, and we count ourselves blessed to be among their number. Great that our interest and theirs may be as deep as life, and not the fruit of shallow curiosity or selfish desire. We pray in his name. Amen.”


“Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that might not sin against thee.”~Ps 119:11

The longest Psalms and so jammed packed with little nuggets like this one. I love that it was the start to the Ration today.

The Granddaughter and I spent some time at the lake today. As she jumped around the shoreline trying to gather minnows. I took time to sit on the dock and enjoy the scenery. Blue herons, geese calling back and forth, the plops of jumping fish and soft whiffs of clouds overhead made for a beautiful backdrop for summer’s end and a rising 2nd grader enjoying every moment. I guess I was ‘shooting the sun” as the Navy called it during WWII.

“And God said, ‘Let there be lights in the firmament of the heaven to divide the day from the night; and let them be for signs, and for seasons, and for days, and years…'”~Gen 1:14

The clouds were those writing type of clouds. You know – the ones where you can almost read a message in them, but you just can’t quite grab that last bit of knowledge to interpret it because it is in jots and tittles. Sometimes, I think that EL writes in Jewish letters just to remind us.

A swish here.

A dot there.

A double lined letter with a dot above it.

I saw it all today. Music wisdom written in the skies. What a wonderful summer day – especially since Littlest is almost here. Time to “shoot the sun” with my family and with my Creator. The America’s Prayer Minute has lasted most of the day today, and I am so thankful for this little RATION book.

“At noon each day on shipboard, the vessel’s clocks and instruments are checked by a careful observation of the ships position with reference to the sun. This is called ‘shooting the sun’. By it the vessel, storm-tossed and wind-driven, is kept adjusted to the very center of our universe.

“We have imagined sometimes that one great religious experience sets life on the highway forever. There are people who look back to a great conversion experience, but who never see the need of daily reattunement with God. We become too busy to ‘shoot the sun,’….

“We need to recall the ideals we set up for ourselves in our best moments. In prayers we need to attune out lives to God and His will; not storming the gates of heaven like Oriental beggars, but waiting in quietness, opening our hearts and minds to God until our discordant lives are brought back into harmony with him who is the center of our moral and spiritual universe.

“Another way to keep life in tune with the Infinite is worship. Our inner selves ‘run down,’ our hearts lose their attunement. We need time each day with the Bible and public worship with its ennobling music, its Christian fellowship, its quiet prayer, its friendly counsel.

“Prayer: Heavenly Father, thou who are God, the same yesterday, today, and forever, we thank thee that in the midst of a constantly changing world, at the center of the scene which is shifting every hour, we can have faith in thee who dost abide the same always. Amen.


My days just seem to get away with from me. A few loads of laundry. A walk or two to the garden – with the ball, of course. On a side note, did you ever notice that labs seem to fart more if they don’t have a ball to chase…do you think it is on purpose? Jump in the hot tub. Listen to a sermon that I missed last week, and the day is – suddenly – done.

Sundays are always my all time favorite. I think it was because Sundays were special while I was growing up. Stores closed. Streets virtually empty. Walks to Sunday School with Mom. Picnics with family. Play time with the neighbors and/or cousins and back road driving – if someone remembered to fill the tank before the gas station closed on Saturday.

Life is not so quiet on Sundays any more. Even in our small neighborhood, cars come and go all the time. Lawnmowers and blowers’ noise echo off the houses. And, of course, there is the occasional 4 wheeler or two.

This week I think Monday will be a favorite as well since our Littlest is coming for a visit, and maybe Buddy is coming from C-bus. It will be a busy week, but hopefully – I will find time to keep up with my RATIONS and the America’s Prayer Minute. It is so easy to get distracted in this world and lose sight of the Spirit that has become the touchstone in my life. In the noise of our modern world it is hard to listen to the quiet voice of Our Father/Jesus Christ/Holy Spirit. I need to work on this.

“Read: St. Luke 11:14-28

“When the unclean spirit is gone out of a man,he walketh through dry places, seeking rest; and finding none, he saith, I will return unto my house whence I came out. And when he cometh, he findeth it swept and garnished. Then goeth he, and taketh to him seven other spirits more wicked than himself; and they enter in, and dwell there: and the last state of that man is worse than the first’.~St Luke 11:24-26 kjv

“Goodness is never negative. Is my religion a religion chiefly of ‘don’ts’? Then it will not last. Goodness is positive. One of the bad things done to our wonderful and adventurous religion has been to give the impression that it is negative. It is thought of as drab, and limiting, whereas it is meant to be glorious, expansive, giving scope and true freedom to the personality.

“Let me think of my religion in that regard. I must step out boldly and gladly on my great adventure of faith. I must see to it that ‘the King of glory’ dwells in my heart. ‘Lord Jesus, come into my heart and reign over my life today.’