#5minPraycation #SelfCareSaturday “Mama, Don’t Forget to Pray for Me” by Diamond Rio

Don’t forget to pray for yourself today.

Lyrics:

Well hello, it’s good to hear your voice
I hate to call so late, but I didn’t have a choice
I’m calling you from Dallas, headed for L.A.
I wish I had more time to talk, there’s so much to say

No I ain’t forgot how I was raised
But I’m livin’ way too fast
It’s a roller coaster ride, up and down
My new job is going great, I’m headed for the top
I should be happy but somehow I’m not
Sometimes I think the devil has got me by the sleeve
Oh, Mama don’t forget to pray for me

Tell me how is the weather?
Have you put the garden out?
Are the dogwoods bloomin’ out behind the house?
No I’m not sick, there’s nothin’ wrong, don’t wake up Dad
I just thought of you and home and got a little sad

No I ain’t forgot how I was raised
But I’m livin’ way too fast
It’s a roller coaster ride, up and down
My new job is going great, I’m headed for the top
I should be happy but somehow I’m not
Oh, sometimes I think the devil has got me by the sleeve
Oh, Mama don’t forget to pray for me
Oh, Mama don’t forget to pray for me

#ThankfulThursday “Thanksgiving Song” by Mary Chapin Carpenter

For whom and for what are you thankful today?

Lyrics:

Grateful for each hand we hold
Gathered round this table.
From far and near we travel home,
Blessed that we are able.

Grateful for this sheltered place
With light in every window,
Saying welcome, welcome, share this feast
Come in away from sorrow.

Father, mother, daughter, son,
Neighbor, friend and friendless;
All together everyone in the gift of loving-kindness.

Grateful for whats understood,
And all that is forgiven;
We try so hard to be good,
To lead a life worth living.

Father, mother, daughter, son,
Neighbor, friend, and friendless;
All together everyone, let grateful days be endless.

Grateful for each hand we hold
Gathered round this table.

#5minPraycation “The Road Home” by Stephen Paulus & Conspirare

For whom, for what, for where do you pray today?

Lyrics:

Tell me where is the road I can call my own,
That I left, that I lost, so long ago.
All these years I have wondered, oh when will I know,
There’s a way, there’s a road that will lead me home.

After wind, After rain, when the dark is done,
As I wake from a dream, in the gold of day,
Through the air there’s a calling from far away,
There’s a voice I can hear that will lead me home.

Rise up, follow me, come away is the call
With (the) love in your heart as the only song
There is no such beauty as where you belong
Rise up, follow me, I will lead you home.

#MoralMonday “Would You Harbor Me?” by Sweet Honey in the Rock

Where do you pray to see justice done today?

“Would You Harbor Me?”

Would you harbor me? Would I harbor you?
Would you harbor me? Would I harbor you?

Would you harbor a Christian, a Muslim, a Jew,
A heretic, convict, or spy?
Would you harbor a runaway woman or child,
A poet, a prophet, a king?
Would you harbor an exile or a refugee,
A person living with AIDS?
Would you harbor a Tubman, a Garrett, a Truth,
A fugitive or a slave?
Would you harbor a Haitian, Korean, or Czech,
A lesbian or a gay?

Would you harbor a Christian, a Muslim, a Jew,
A heretic, convict, or spy?
Would you harbor a runaway woman or child,
A poet, a prophet, a king?
Would you harbor an exile or a refugee,
A person living with AIDS?
Would you harbor a Tubman, a Garret, a Truth,
A fugitive or a slave?
Would you harbor a Haitian, Korean, or Czech,
A lesbian or a gay?

Would you harbor me? Would I harbor you?
Would you harbor me? Would I harbor you?