We work throughout our marriage and our lifetime to live God’s way.
Tag: prayer
We look at Jochebed and remember that the faith required for mothering never lessons, it only enlarges as our kids take stronger and stronger flight from the proverbial nest. We trust God for our children over and over again until we all arrive safe at Home.
We can get caught up in the gross spiritual negligence of the chief priests or we can read their story as stark warning for our own. When we accuse, we become an accomplice with the enemy. And if we cannot lay aside our accusations long enough to hear from God, we may be delighting in a downstairs agenda.
Transformative conversations with God pave the way for transformative conversations with others.
The more I pondered the lousy trade I had made with worry, the more I realized the trade I am pre-approved for. My Father in heaven has financed a far better exchange: He’s set it up so I can swap out worry (which is worthless) for peace (which is priceless).
Real prayer is gritty and raw. Real prayer involves the give and take of forgiveness. Real prayer recognizes the audacity of the Creator communing with His creation.
When we go into our room to pray, we shut out the world and we get in front of God.
“Then Jesus told His disciples a parable to show them that they should always pray and not give up.” (Luke 18:1 NIV) We live in a time where it is tempting to cease praying and give up altogether, don’t we? Perhaps you are more godly…
Sometimes God says no. Sometimes He doesn’t say anthing at all.
We fail to recall how the job we hold is an answer to prayer, the roof over our head, the car we drive, the spouse we come home to. We forget about the healing we’ve prayed for, the wayward child who’s found God again, the doctor’s report that came back benign, the happenstance meeting that was truly divine appointment. How many times we do our love ones get back safe, despite deer and storms and drunk drivers? God answers prayers but we suffer soul amnesia.