In my weakness I pray. Can I tell you I feel like a wave sometimes – up and down, up and down. Like many of you, I have lots of trials and tribulations going on. Seroiusly. I have to believe in a big God – because I have big stuff! But it’s not about me is it? It is not about the pray-er. Yeah.
pray-er = prayer
I don’t always feel like praying. Really. Sometimes I am so mad I don’t even want to talk. Sometimes I am so weary I just want to run and hide. But even that doesn’t matter.
Because prayer is not about my strength. It’s about my weakness.
I am asking God for help. I am admitting I don’t know what to do next. So guess what – with all these life things going on at the moment – I pray ALOT! And it is THEN that He covers me with His power to get through whatever I am facing.
Weakness + Prayer = GOD’S POWER!
- What if our efforts didn’t matter, but His did?
- What if our prayers didn’t depend on how much, how often, what words we use, whether we speak in tongues or talk in English, French, Spanish, or whatever?
- What if all we had to do was groan – grunt – cry. And He would hear it, and meet us there.
- What if It’s about making a connection to WHO we pray to?
And When They Prayed… living on a prayer When I Pray The Gift of His Presence The Power of Prayer Make the Wrong Things Right – NaPoWriMo Day 9