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31 Days of Prayer – Week 4
Prayer is so simple, yet we complicate it. We bow in corporate worship. We bow at breakfast, lunch and dinner. We bow to say a bedtime prayer. Do we bow when we are alone? Do we pray when no one sees? Do we recognize God’s voice when He speaks into the awkward silence? Sometimes I hold back the parts of life that seem too difficult to talk about. It’s too messy. It’s too emotionally exhausting. The silence is uncomfortable. If I bring everything to God and lay it down, it’s terrifying. And in that moment, it’s so complicated that I
31 Days of Prayer – Week 3
God is into details. I’ll never forget the moment in college when I knew God heard my prayer and answered me. It felt amazing! The God of the universe reached down into my tiny world and answered my prayer. I knew God answered prayer. I heard all my life about God doing amazing things and even saw it in my own family. But when I experienced it for myself, on my own, away from my family and the comforts of home, I knew in that moment, God truly cared about me. It was not a big prayer, but the answer
31 Days of Prayer – Week 2
I want to know that my prayers are going farther than my voice can reach. I want to know that even my faintest thoughts of hope and desires for peace are heard and cared for. I want to know that the prayers I think and utter are rising much farther than my living room ceiling. We all have moments, days, even weeks that our hearts are burdened with things that we cannot control. It’s in these moments that we are often reminded to pray and to lift our burdens up to God. We desire relief. We want an answer or
31 Days of Prayer – Week 1
This is a follow-up post to “Let God Fill the Shoes.” “As I felt the burden of raising my children, it’s as if God told me to stop stressing over my parenting skills and start praying for them more.” “31 Days of Prayer” began as a simple way to pray for one specific thing in my children’s lives each day. While I know I should pray for my children regularly, I often end up crying out when I am frustrated as a parent or when things start to get bumpy. God convicted my heart that rather than stressing over their
Let God Fill the Shoes
It was just yesterday that I was cuddling a tiny bundle of sweet baby in a soft cushion of preciousness. He cooed, cuddled and admired my every move. He’s still a little one these days, but he walks, talks and makes other noises on purpose that we won’t discuss. He seems to change every day. He came into the kitchen hollering, Mommy! Mommy! Look at me! I turned to give him my split attention between cooking, cleaning up, listening to my oldest practicing the piano and a long list of things that filled my mind in that moment. But when
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