When I started praying again as a young adult, I often had to force myself... I felt strange, sometimes perhaps even hypocritical today I can't pray enough. It is gratitude for all the things I have... that I was allowed to open my eyes again this morning, that God healed my back, that I am allowed to learn and study what I want, that I am allowed to serve other people like Jesus did, that I am free to choose what I eat and have an apartment where I feel safe.
I kiss Jesus when I wake up in the morning, when I leave the house, when I come home, when I am full of joy, when I am looking for help and at night when I go to bed.
I don't think the word praying is quite right... because it seems so one-sided... like I'm just talking, but that's not the truth... praying is a dialog, we just have to learn to listen.
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Honestly though, who can be against us??
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“Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the lord will be with you”
JOSHUA 1:9
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