Occasions For Prayer

One of the astounding and heartwarming qualities of this community of zombies is the frequency and ease with which we all come forward to ask for and deliver prayers.

It reminds me of a book by liberal author Anne Lamott, who actually says pretty amazing things when she focuses on Christ instead of thumbing her nose at conservatives.  The book is Help Thanks Wow: Three Essential Prayers.  This is one of hers I have not read.  I first found the concept in her earlier book, Traveling Mercies.  

There are always reasons to pray.  Most reasons are very simple when the extraneous stuff is burned away.

You are so troubled you don’t think you can draw another breath:  Help me, help me, help me!

You are so blessed you get to draw another breath:  Thank you, thank you, thank you!

You experience something that takes your breath away:  WOW!

So take a moment to notice when you find yourself in one of those places.  Pray appropriately.  Those simple words are all you need.  God already knows the circumstances.



I return briefly to let everyone know that my daughter is awake, talking, and she recognizes her parents!  Praise God!

She is pretty much immobile because of all the broken bones.  I’m told a wheelchair will become a fixture, and she will need much physical therapy to learn to walk again after that broken hip heals.  Occupational therapy too.  She’s right-handed, and with her shoulder in ruins, she’ll have to learn to use her left hand immediately and her right all over again later.

She still sleeps a lot, but the docs say that’s normal.  The MRI was good.  She doesn’t remember the crash.  Everyone thinks that’s good too.

Our friend who was driving was discharged last week.  She didn’t leave, of course.  Her daughter stayed another day and they went home together.

There is still a long road ahead for my little Zombie.  Please keep praying for her.

I am not so thoughtless as to neglect those of you who have been praying so effectively for all of us.  Many of you reached out privately and have sent cards, gifts and flowers.  Meal cards have been especially useful.  The poor quality food at this hospital more than compensates for the high quality of care.  Thanks to all of you.  Those of you who hit the the Tip Jar also deserve thanks, but this is a strange case where everyone has tons of insurance, and our provider is way down at the bottom of the list.  Money is not necessary in this context.  Anything that comes in will either be refunded, or more likely used to buy more toys and games for the pediatric ward.

Of course, donations for other purposes are still welcome.  So, if you like the site, or you want to help other causes like paying for Team Free Speech lawyers or enhancing our publication and printing budget, or whatever…the Tip Jar will still be there for you.  Leave a note with your donation, and I’ll see it gets where it needs to go.



Stepping Back

To the Zombie Horde –

I need to step away for a while.

My daughter was in a terrible auto accident on the way to school this morning.  She was riding with a friend and her mother when another driver ran a red light and T-boned them.  Her friend has a broken leg and several cracked ribs; the mother is in stable condition.

My darling daughter took the brunt of the impact. She has been in surgery for five hours.  We don’t know what to expect.

Posting will be greatly reduced as we wait.  Thank you for your kind words in advance. Please pray for us all, my daughter’s friend and her mother as well.

Updates when convenient.

COMMENT UPDATE – We have some very special comments that arrived in the Spam folder last night from the usual suspects in the Peanut Gallery (if you like your peanuts surrounded with  pachydermal by-product, that is).  After consulting the HZIC, I am approving them.  I’d say they’re  Schmalfeldtian, but that would be a lie.  They’re far too creative to insult so harshly.


Prayer Circle

You might think your average Zombie would not be religious.  You would be wrong.  The central figure of Christianity is a guy who was killed, and the ROSE FROM THE DEAD TO WALK THE EARTH.

You better believe a Zombie is down with that.

So, today being a day before another day, I thought it might be useful and encouraging to offer up a few words for John as he prepares for the coming tribulation.

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want for brains.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my brains: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for I killed and ate the brains of all the evil creatures in the valley; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies, with their shotguns, their samurai swords and their machetes: thou anointest my head with cerebrospinal fluid; my cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the morgue (aka brain vending machine) of the Lord for ever.