My last post was about the realisation of my slide away from intentional prayer times.
The kind that you need time for - not the dashed off ones
(Although, far be it from me to suggest that these are not heard.
I have FAR too much evidence that they are.)
I was happy that the realisation didn't come as a 'call to duty' but rather as an invitation.
Confession time.
In the intervening time, nothing very much has changed.
Even when perfect times presented themselves, I have dragged my feet like a reluctant toddler.
I have picked up a TV remote, a magazine, or stared out of the window
WHY?
Why do I do that?
When I get into praying, I love it and the time passes like liquid diamonds
And yet
There is this resistance.
I plan to push through it - but I need lots of grace -
if you think of me when you are praying,
I sure could use some prayer back-up
2023 – OVER AND OUT!
2 years ago
