So lately my bible study has been in 1 Samuel. I've been thinking about how Samuel and the Lord communicated, and sometimes wonder why I don't have that. Samuel was in constant communication with Him. He walked with the Lord, wholly consumed by Him. Now, I'm not saying that I don't talk to the Lord, because I do, but it's not what my day revolves around, but it should.
Our pastor recently gave a message about just this: prayer. The power of prayer. He spoke about the impact that overseas missionaries have because of their constant communication with the Lord. How much more could He do thru me, if I just let him? What if we as a church sought the Lord like Samuel or Elijah? After all, they were just regular guys capable of nothing spectacular on their own... But God. What kind of impact would we make in our community, our nation? These missionaries (my in-laws included) are being used in powerful ways to extend the kingdom. What am I doing?
I feel so challenged to pray, and pray, and pray.... I'm at home most of the time, so even if it gets a little loud, am I going to embarrass myself in front of my kids? Nah. Not sure why I wait, when we start, the Lord will guide us into praying for what He has for us.
This week my heart and thoughts keep going back to the girl I knew in high school who lost her sweet baby Sunday night. The Lord keeps putting it on my heart, and I can't help but weep and pray. When I feel I've reached the end of things to pray for, for this family, in tongues I go. Isn't that how we pray the perfect prayer when our human minds can't find words? Hopefully this is the gateway to stretching me into MORE prayer time, less ME time...
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