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Newsletter 07

These past few weeks have been hectic, tiring, and emotionally draining (unfortunately), not the best fodder for seeking to make new friends, try new eateries, or get much accomplished. I don’t know about you, but when I’m feeling overwhelmed, I revert back to those basic concepts of self-care and prayer, tending to my body, mind, and most important, my soul. And in that private, hallowed space we carve out to just spend time with God, what will we find? I suppose it depends on our state of grace, and what God chooses to reveal to us.

For me, I was so grateful recently for the reminder that periods where I feel completely out of my element, and drained, and like I have nothing more to give, are those same moments where Christ can step in, so that His power can be made perfect in my weakness. It is so difficult to let go, and just let God take care of it. But when we find ourselves with little left to give, even that small decision of faith — a nod, a word, a silent prayer — can be enough for God to step in.

The beautiful, consumed by the Spirit, recording of Jason Upton’s “Fly” came to mind during these musings. If you haven’t heard it, Upton was caught up “in ecstasy” as it might be called in the Catholic Church, and an angel was present during the record, singing in Malawi, “Come to the Table”. Come to the Table, and meet Christ, where He longs to be with us. You can listen to a recording posted on YouTube (see link below).

“Heavenly Father, You look down from Heaven and blessed are those whom You see through the precious wounds of Jesus, redeemed by the blood of the sacrificial Lamb of God, holy and present to take away the sins of the world. He invites us to come to the table and partake of His body and blood, where He resides in us. Lord, we are so unworthy of these offerings. Open our eyes to see the invitation before us, life and death, that we may choose life, and live. Guide us all to Your table, and grant us new reverence for You. May we find rest and restoration by Your side, and be strengthened with the true Bread that is Your body, broken for us. In the precious, holy, sweet name of Jesus Christ we pray, amen.”

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Lauren Miller is a Midwestern born writer with a passion for Jesus, the written word, and dogs. She has two decades of experience in the library field and reviews books for the Historical Novels Review (UK). She likes to spend her free time enjoying period films, discovering new reads, and being surrounded by other people’s pets. Lauren, her husband, and their wily Maine Coon (who isn’t quite a dog) live in Missouri. You can learn more about Lauren’s writing at

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