I Believe In The Power Of Prayer …

{Photo by Shane Hintze}

Life can be hard. Really hard. There have been some hard things in my life. I’ve had multiple miscarriages. Both of my father and my father-in-law have had cancer. I’ve had children with medical and emotional illnesses. My husband has been without work. I could go on. And you could add to the list with the hard things you’ve had to deal with in your life because not one of us will ever be exempt from hardship or trials. It is part of life.

During the hardest times of my life, I always seem to end up in the same place. It’s the one place I know I can go to find peace.

I go to my knees.

I believe in the power of prayer. I believe that God is a personal God who knows me as an individual. I believe that I can talk to him in an unscripted, intimate manner and that He hears me and will help me. He will give me comfort through the Holy Spirit. He will shoulder my burdens when they feel too great. He will give me inspiration to know what to do in hard situations. He will whisper truth to me and send me service in the form of other human beings who are His children and want me to know of His love for me.

Simply put, I believe that He is the Father of my spirit. I am His child. And when I pray to Him, I am a child sharing in conversation with Him because I need Him.

OH HOW I NEED HIM.

I have had too many experiences with prayer to ever say it doesn’t work. I have been given answers to my questions. I have watched as the uniting of people in prayer has lifted individuals from the darkest of abysses into a place of light and peace. I have uttered the most heart wrenching, spur of the moment pleas to God and had Him immediately succor me in my time of desperation.

Prayer is a lifeline for me to Divinity. It is my communication with a parent I know I will see again someday.

How grateful I am for prayer. How thankful I am for the knowledge that God wants to hear from me. Little old me. He really does love me.

Would you do me a favor? My family could use your prayers this weekend. I can’t go into details, but I know that the more people who pray, the more God will hear and answer. Your prayers matter to Him. And they matter to me.

{enjoy the picture of Ollie praying over our lunch today taken by a new photographer friend. My boy has the sweetest, most sincere little prayers!}