May my thanksgiving be my prayer.
No matter how outlandishly audacious your prayers might sound in your own ears, they are nothing in light of God’s willingness and ability to answer.
There can be no prevailing in prayer without travailing in prayer.
I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me of myself – my past and the kaleidoscope of mistakes, failures and wrong turns that have stacked unbearable regret upon my shoulders.
Virtue of prayer, virtue of patience.
Prayer, God’s glory.
Oh Dear! The only time I want to love you is today, tomorrow, and forever.
Prayer is simply a constant communion with Christ.
As prayer warriors, we must remember that no matter how hopeless a situation may appear to us, God gives us power in prayer to do something about it.
We may be overwhelmed by it, but God isn’t. We may not see a way out, but God can. Because of Him, we can make a difference!
If I had an .MP3 of your heartbeat… I might actually get some sleep.