Prayer People!

Prayer People!


IMG_20150502_185424848_HDRI sought the Lord, and he answered me;     
he delivered me from all my fears.
~Psalm 34:4

I have a big problem. I think it’s probably a common problem mothers have, but maybe I’m assuming? You’ll have to let me know.

My problem is I’m a human doing. I’m a doer. I do. I see a problem, and my brain starts churning up ideas on what I could do to fix the problem, help, encourage, etc, etc, etc… Then I start moving with all the ideas I have bouncing around in my head. And that’s all ok, but usually not that great. I can end up over worked, tired, mistaken in what I assumed was the right thing to do, and often frustrated.

Because sometimes people don’t want a solution, they just want to be listened to.

And sometimes my understanding of right is totally and completely off.

And because I’m not God (praise Jesus!), I cannot solve all the world’s problems (nor is God asking me to).

So for the hundredth time in just the past month, I had the feeling that I would be better off simply banging my head against a desk rather than trying to solve all the problems around me. And these beautiful words popped out of my mouth:

Maybe when these situations arise I should stop asking ‘what can I do?’ and start with ‘how can I pray?’.

I was so startled by that comment. I took a moment to look around and wonder who had said that. Because surely that was not me speaking, but the Holy Spirit. It was the solution to all the problems I have been juggling for over a month. My problem boiled down to me taking things out of God’s hands and trying to micromanage them all on my own.

Just who in the world do I think I am?????????

My pattern to date has been: dive in full throttle and try and fix everything myself, exhaust all possible solutions as well as myself and anyone who comes within a 3 ft radius of myself, and when I’m at my wit’s end, pray and let God do what He could have just done from the start.

You know the definition of insanity- I’ve been living it!!!

So new pattern for life: start with prayer, wait and listen, then move forward. After a few steps, stop and pray again. Repeat. Seriously, this is so simple it’s ridiculous that it took me [I’m not telling you how many] years to figure this out!

Prayer people!

Always start with prayer!

The end.

Drop the mic.


Lord Jesus, you have solutions and answers waiting for us. You already have a plan, we don’t need to make one up, we just need to partner with you. And your work is not heavy or burdensome! Forgive us for when we have run ahead of You, or dragged our feet behind You because we haven’t been heeding your plan, but only thinking within our own limited understandings of how the world should be. Help us Lord, to lead with prayer. I know you are good and gentle and that your answers will always be kind and good. In every situation, let us look first to You and trust in You. In Jesus name, Amen!


What Is Prayer For?

What Is Prayer For?

From the Authors

I was reminded today of something I had forgotten: what prayer is for.

I think we get so caught up in what we think we need, and what we think would be best, that we easily forget what prayer is really for. Or, possibly, I could say who prayer is really for.

Now there is not one answer to the question ‘What is prayer for?’. There are probably a million answers. But I’m talking about those moments where you are almost groaning out loud in frustration. When you are wondering, is it something lacking in me? Is there something more I should be doing? When you are searching for just the right words to move God’s heart.

Recently I have been groaning in prayer, racking my brain and trying to figure out how to move God’s heart.
Silly, silly me. I had forgotten:

My soul glorifies the Lord
    and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,
for he has been mindful
    of the humble state of his servant.
From now on all generations will call me blessed,
    for the Mighty One has done great things for me—
    holy is his name.
His mercy extends to those who fear him,
    from generation to generation.
~Luke 1:46-50

I move God’s heart. Not because of big fancy words, not because I have been good (or bad). I move His heart, because God loves me. Just like my children can move my heart when they come to me, I am God’s child, and I move his heart.

See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! ~1 John 3:1

And while prayer is for praising God, for presenting our petitions to the Lord, for others, for ourselves- the one thing I forgot was that when I pray, something in my heart changes. I was so focused on trying to move God’s heart, I forgot that my heart is healed when I am connected to God. It’s as if the simple act of choosing to pray, turns my gaze- or even my entire being- towards God. And if I am looking at God, I am not focused on me. I am not distracted by the bad around me- instead my attention is being consumed by Him.

I’ve done it a hundred times. Ever have a situation that is so upsetting or frustrating, and then start to pray about it… and even before the situation is resolved, something in your heart begins to change? Suddenly you have more grace for those involved, suddenly you have compassion and can start to understand where the other person is coming from. When I pray, more often than not, the first thing to change is me.

Prayer is for me.

Prayer is for a million things, but first and foremost prayer is for me.

And it’s for you.

Even when walking through some of the most difficult and heart breaking situations in life- prayer is for you. When things are going well- prayer is for you. When you are heartbroken and alone- prayer is for you. When all is well- prayer is for you. When you aren’t sure you can even face the next day- prayer is for you.

If it’s a day that ends with the letter y, then prayer is for you.

I have a saying. Well, I have a few. But I have one that I say so often, my daughter picked this Coke out for me:img_20160827_115802387_hdr

And when I’ve walked through some of the harder times in life, I feel like this could be my motto for prayer. Because at some point I’ve used up all my resources, worked at the problem from every angle, reached the end of my rope and come up empty handed. I’ve felt defeated, and I’ve admitted that I was facing the impossible. In those moments, what should I pray for? It might be a little late by then, but it’s as good a time as any to pray for the impossible. Because when He comes through for you, then you’ll know that He is mindful of you. And if things don’t turn out how you imagined, your eyes might be opened to what He has been doing through it all. And there is something about praying those big impossible prayers, about casting all your hopes and fears on Him who set the world spinning around the sun, about knowing that you cannot do a thing, so you are going to have to rely on Him. As soon as I turn my gaze towards Him, already my heart is changing, already He is answering my cry.

God is faithful in prayer. He is faithful to you.

And prayer is for you.

Lord, thank you that you are faithful to us. That you are mindful to us. I ask for boldness in prayer, and discernment to see what you are doing around us and in us. Help us not to give up on prayer, help us to tune out the voices that bring fear, anxiety, and anger. Instead fill our hearts with your peace, love, and understanding. And thank you for creating prayer, for making prayer multifaceted and multipurposed. You are good, amazing, and so very brilliant. Thank you, Lord! Amen




A Child’s Faith

A Child’s Faith

Children Encouragement

Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.” ~Mark 10:14-15

Who wouldn't want this ninja praying for them?
Who wouldn’t want this ninja praying for them?

Childlike faith. What is that even? I think as an adult it is too easy to forget what childlike anything is. Let alone childlike faith.

So a quick story for you. Recently an adult asked my son to pray for her. She had a pretty big prayer request. Kind of a more adult prayer request.* Not inappropriate or anything, but it was a serious issue. When I think of my children praying, I think of my youngest saying, “Thank you, God, for horsies, dolphins, ponies, and unicorns. Amen.” (Seriously, this is his daily prayer.) What I don’t think about them praying for is those deeper burdens that we face as adults. The kind of prayer requests that for some reason feel ‘heavy’ to me. Something in me wants to shield them from those things. From ‘adulthood.’ From life.

So, right after this friend shares her prayer request with my eldest, my three children and I pile into the car to leave. And before we’re even to the end of the driveway, my son says to me, “She wants us to pray for her.” He then proceeds to share the prayer request with the rest of us. And now all of my children and I know the burden that has fallen on this friend of ours. And I think, wow I don’t know that I would have told little children about that… But I don’t want to let this slip by, so I said, “Let’s make sure to pray for her right now!” And we did. Right there in the car on the way home, we prayed. The rest of the drive home is talking about prayer, how I like to pray right away if someone asks me to pray for them (mostly so I don’t forget**), how we can keep praying for that person, how God knows what this person is going through, how God answers all of our prayers (but not always how we planned), and some talk about the actual prayer request… It was one of those conversations with children where I was not sure how much of what I was saying was really being heard and understood. But we made a good attempt. I patted myself on the back. Job well done Mama!

Now to dinner. My husband asks my daughter to say the prayer at dinner. She thanks God for the food and then reiterates the prayer request. Which was when I realized, not job well done, Mama! I had already moved on, I had figured my kids had too. Meanwhile my husband’s eyes had popped wide open and he was giving me a confused and questioning look across the dinner table (clearly communicating through silent parent lingo: What in the world happened today?). When she finished praying my youngest piped up, he wanted to pray too. So he says, “Thank you, God, for horsies,dolphins, ponies and unicorns. And…” then he prays for this woman too. I’m eating dinner thinking how her simple prayer request has now been lifted up to God three times. How my kids were taking this friend’s prayer request more seriously than I was. How important it was to them that they had been asked to pray. They weren’t going to just let this issue slip their mind after one prayer. And it didn’t stop there! Since then my children have been adding her to their nightly prayers, and adding to the blessing they’re asking for her. It seems like each time they pray, they boldly ask for a little bit more. With simple faith in their God, they are asking for big things. As an adult, I’m thinking, “Is that even possible?” And suddenly I begin to understand what childlike faith is. It’s trusting God to be God. It’s trusting that He can do anything He wants to. It’s not worrying about the details and what is possible or even probable. It’s simple, and it’s beautiful.

Now back to the idea that a prayer request would feel ‘heavy’ to me. Just who in the world do I think I am!? I am not God. My job in a prayer request is not to solve the problem, or answer the prayer. My job is simply to light up a neon billboard and point it at that person (whom God is already looking at), and say, “Hey! Here! You are needed and wanted here! Come and be here!” That’s it. Seeing my children pray for this person, has really opened my eyes to how simple prayer requests can be. I just keep pointing God over to that person, and I wait for His answer. I don’t have to do anything. (Well… other than pray, of course.)

All this to say, don’t undersell your children!! Their prayers are just as effective (if not more so). Watching my kids pray for this woman, has been like water on dry land for my prayer life. If they can pray like that, believe like that, and keep coming to God with expectation, then I can too. And to this friend of ours who asked a young boy for prayer- you better buckle your seat belt and put on a helmet. God is coming for you in a B.I.G. way, Girly. I don’t know what He will do with all these prayers, but it is going to rock your world.

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Thank you, God, that you hear us. Thank you God for the reminder of what childlike faith can look like. You don’t need us to understand everything about this world. You don’t even need us to understand half of it. We just need to come to You with our needs and open our hearts to the work You are doing. I again ask for your blessing over this friend, and what she is going through. I ask that you would move in even mightier ways than we could ever imagine! And Lord, for all of us, help us to open up our hearts to you like children. Thank you for calling us your children. In Jesus name, Amen!


*Just a small disclaimer here. For anonymity, I didn’t list the person or her prayer request. I don’t have permission to share it here. BUT it was not a topic that children couldn’t handle. Of course there are prayers that we don’t give to children. Topics that they aren’t emotionally ready for. But it is okay to let our kids know there is suffering in the world. It is okay to trust them with harder topics. I was totally fine with this friend sharing her struggles with my children. It was just that I would not have thought to share these kind of struggles with my children. Mostly because I would think ‘what can they do about it.’ And that is just the point- we cannot do anything. BUT GOD CAN.

**yes, yes, I’m a terrible option for your prayer requests. I forget.



Hear My Prayer Activity Pages

Hear My Prayer Activity Pages

Book 1 Children

   And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what is best ~Philippians 1:9-10a

We are working on some activity pages. And I have to say, they are pretty cool. But that’s just my opinion. You will have to check it out for yourself, and let us know!

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Pete is saying “Well thats a prooty good list.”

The idea behind the activity pages was to give parents another tool for talking about prayer and the Bible with their children. Activities we have so far:

  • A page with verses you can look up and discuss with your child (always good to read the Bible!).
  • A page that asks the kids what they think Porkie and Pete are praying about.
  • And the last page asks the kids to make a prayer list for themselves. (Also a chance to color Porkie and Pete!)

My favorite part of the activities is asking kids to make their own prayer list, and then checking back with it after a few days/weeks/months (whatever works for you). My kids light up like Christmas trees when they find out that God has answered their prayers. It confirms to them that God does care about them, and that God really does hear our prayers!

My older son has been wanting to get his picture “on the internet.” So he did a few activities, and now he is “famous.” (His words) Kids are too funny! He is in love with the planet and animals. He has a lot of concern for “extinkt animals.” It is fun to see his cares and concerns as he prays. (And kid spelling is always entertaining!)

May God bless you with wisdom, and give you insight into the hearts of the children in your life. May you be filled with compassion as you teach and love these children God has blessed you with. In Jesus name, Amen!

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Click Here: Hear My Prayer – Activity Pages

Pete Prayer Activity Sheet

Where God Wants You

Where God Wants You

Encouragement From the Authors

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
    neither are your ways my ways,”
declares the Lord.
~Isaiah 55:8

We moved recently. Everything is up in the air (or stuffed away in a box). Trying to find anything is difficult. And that’s just the stuff. We have to find a new church, the kids need schooling, my husband has a new job, we need to meet strangers and somehow make them into friends… the list goes on and on.

We are in the middle of change.

So I started praying more. Because that’s what happens when you struggle. And all the devotionals, Christian books, and scripture I’ve read, point me right to God’s Will. So, as hard as it is, I have been trying to surrender up my will, and ask simply for His Will. And in my prayers, I usually remind God that, while I know He doesn’t usually send out five-year-itineraries, I would very much appreciate one.

Because I am lost. I don’t know what to do or where to go… lost.

So then, to make a long story short, I got a random phone call. Which was odd enough. Even odder, was that she was calling about carpooling to a meeting, but I didn’t know her. And the most odd of all, was that I actually talked to her*. And do you know what she said to me?

“You are right where God wants you to be.”

My friend and I have three children each. All of our children were born within a few months of each other. Can you tell which ones are siblings?


It was right after this, that God did some major connecting the dots for me. There was a time, about nine years ago, when I was a little confused about what was going on. Feeling disappointed, and like nothing was going my way. Enter the new youth pastor at our church. He was pretty cool, but it was his wife who caught my attention. She was amazing! And somehow we became friends. And then we had children at the same time, who could be friends with each other. She also brought into my life her sister-in-law, more friends! And the list goes on and on. (The list really does go on and on, but it would just confuse you and make for a really long blog post. So trust me, God did some amazing stuff!)

But all this to say, that in one blinding moment of clarity, God made something very clear. Nine years ago, I was praying, and feeling very similar to how I do now. Unbeknownst to me, my husband was also praying, and praying for me to find friends (really good ones, apparently). And while I was lost and looking for God’s Will, He was saying, “Just wait! Just wait! If only you knew what I was sending you! Just wait!”

I am right where God wants me to be**.

Thank you, Lord, that you have a will and a plan. Bless us not to run ahead of You, or lag behind. Help us to trust in You more each day. Help us to connect the dots, and see the good You have already done in our lives. We thank You, we praise You, we trust You! In Jesus name, Amen


*New people, and phones are two of my bigger phobias.

**And in about ten years, I will probably be able to connect the dots and write a follow up blog for you. Stay tuned!***

***That was sort of tongue-in-cheek.

Bed Time Ritual

Bed Time Ritual

From the Authors Our Story

On my bed I remember you; I think of you through the watches of the night. ~Psalm 63:6 (NIV)

We pray with our kids at night.
We say the same prayer with each child.

Jesus be with me,
all through the night.
Bless me and keep me
’til morning light.

Nothing fancy. Just a habit.

Here’s what I know about habits, they are sometimes hard to start- to get into the habit. But once habits are formed, they become ingrained into the rhythm of our days. We no longer work at them (unless it is exercise… or is that just me?).

I’ve been praying this little prayer every night since I can remember. As a child. I tagged my own prayers at the end of this prayer. Sometimes saying the same blessings every night. Sometimes voicing new concerns. Sometimes sharing praise. But this little prayer was my starting point.

And now it’s my kids’ starting point.

I have no cute sleeping pictures of my kids after the age of 1. Only really funny pictures, when they get into those weird positions that make you wonder... how? But this is a good reminder of a sweet time (when I was too exhausted to do anything, let alone match my clothing or put makeup on). But rather than sleep, I wanted to just stare at that newborn baby.
I have no cute sleeping pictures of my kids after the age of 1. Only really funny pictures, when they get into those weird positions that make you wonder… how? But this is a good reminder of a sweet time (when I was too exhausted to do anything, let alone match my clothing or put makeup on). But rather than sleep, I wanted to just stare at that newborn baby.

I say the prayer with my one-year-old. In the last few weeks, I started to leave words out. To see if he knows what is missing. And of course, having heard it every night, he does! And he says “me!” very clearly. And “let” for light… so it’s adorable.

My daughter, says the same prayer every night. She is four. She says our little starting prayer, and then adds “thank you for my family and uncles*.” The same thing every night, but her own personalized version. From her heart. I sure didn’t tell her to thank God for uncles every night of her life.

My six-year-old, he has an entire list of additions to his little prayer, and now even a second prayer.

What’s a second prayer? Well, after the kids pray, I pray. I pray for them. I add to their prayers. And I am aware that I am praying for them, talking to my heavenly father. But I am equally aware that I am setting an example. That they are listening, and learning (as proven by my one-year-old’s ability to fill in the blanks). So my older son says his little starting prayer, and the thank-you-for-this-and-that he’s been saying for years. But one night, more recently, when I finished my prayer for him, he stopped me. He had a “second prayer.” And he said it. A new depth of prayers, touching on his fears, and his needs. And somehow they became habit. So now I know to wait (or, believe me, I am called to task!) until his second prayers are over before tucking him in and turning out the light.

A new depth of prayers. A new insight into that little mind. That tiny precious heart.

Prayer. A gift to God, for God’s glory, and still, somehow, even more a gift for us.

May you be blessed to experience prayer with children. May your prayers become so habitual that you hardly even notice you are praying throughout the day. That every breath would become a prayer, and that your heart and ears would be open to hear God’s response. In Jesus name, Amen!


*Oh to be loved for the amount of sugar you sneak children when their mothers aren’t looking. What a joy!



Encouragement From the Authors

But let your ‘Yes’ mean ‘Yes,’ and ‘No’ mean ‘No.’
Matthew 5:37 (MEV)

I quoted this verse to my kids today. Then I was left staring off into space as a few things occurred to me.

I said something like, “God wants us to say yes, when we mean yes.” At the time, I was talking about being truthful. But before I go on a parenting tangent about speaking blessings into my children’s lives, or my thoughts on quoting biblical scripture to our kids…

Let me just stop and say it again, “God wants us to say yes, when we mean yes.”

And while my kids waited for me to make my point, I realized something, I usually think of this verse in two contexts:

  1. We speak the truth, and
  2. If we say we are going to do something, then we follow through and do it.

But there is something I’d been missing.

It’s that time of year again. The very best time of year, but also a very busy time of year with more than the usual amount of too-much-to-do. And there is a group of us who tend to say “yes” to everyone, even when on the inside we are screaming, “No! How will I ever have time to do that too!?” Or, sometimes in my case, “Ugh, I really, really do not want to do that, but what will this person think of me if I say no?”

God wants us to say yes, when we mean yes. Not say yes, when we are screaming no in our minds.

When I say yes too many times, especially when I didn’t mean to agree, I become overbooked, stressed out, and frustrated. And I turn into a really not fun person to be with; a scrooge. Just ask my kids.

Now don’t fall off the other side of the horse here! This is not our free pass to say “no” to everyone. Some of us (still me included), need to pray for a more willing heart. A daring prayer that God will help us step out of our comfort-zones and be the person He created us to be. Saying, “no” to everyone because you don’t really feel like doing something is not the answer.

So how do we find the balance?

Oldest Son, sledding like a penguin.
Oldest Son, sledding like a penguin.

As I am constantly telling my older son, “practice!”

Start with prayer. Pray for wisdom, for God’s heart, for understanding of yourself and others. Pray that you will be ok with feeling like you are letting someone down (because that’s how I tend to feel when I say no).

And then be practical: know your limits, know your commitments, know what is reasonable, and know where you need some “stretching.”

And finally be kind to yourself and others. People aren’t asking you to do things to be cruel. And you aren’t saying no to be cruel.

God wants us to say yes, when we mean yes. And to say no, when we mean no.

So, to recap. Go to Him first. Pray. And then practice. Practice with safe people. Practice with a ‘soft’ no. Don’t say a flat out, “No. Nope. Never going to do this. This is a terrible idea. I’m way too busy for this junk!”

Instead, try saying,

  • “Thank you for asking me, but I can’t make that work in my schedule.”
  • “I’m really grateful you thought of me, but this is not something I am interested in.”

Most of all be honest. Kindly honest.* And don’t give a ‘maybe’ answer unless you really mean maybe.

Anyways, if you will excuse me, I have to go apologize to my kids for being a scrooge, pray to my Good Father about what this season should really look like, clear up some time with my kids, and practice saying my ‘no’ when I mean it. And practice saying ‘yes’ when maybe I’m a little nervous to try something new. So, I have a pretty full plate for the rest of the day. Sorry to say, I gotta scoot!

May the Lord, who created you for a purpose, bring you the wisdom and strength to do the good things you were created for. And may He bless you to say yes, when you mean yes. In Jesus strong name! Amen!


*But, speaking the truth in love, we may grow up in all things into Him, who is the head, Christ Himself Ephesians 4:15 (MEV)


Keep thanking God

Keep thanking God

From the Authors

Whatever happens, keep thanking God because of Jesus Christ.
This is what God wants you to do.
1 Thessalonians 5:18 (CEV)

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What Thanksgiving looks like where I live. Not trees with falling leaves. More like arctic tundra. But still beautiful with fun to be had and hot chocolate when you get home.

It’s that time of year when we are reminded to be thankful. I need the reminder. I move from one activity to the next without pause. Taking a moment to stop moving and be thankful doesn’t fit within my “busy” schedule. Yet, that is no excuse.

I used to wonder about the ten lepers who were healed, but only one came back to thank Jesus (Luke 17). Why didn’t the other nine show their gratitude? Thinking about this passage now (that I am older and wiser?), I see now that this story is about me (bummer). How often do I receive the thing I have been praying for, only to rush on to the next ‘request.’

So this Thanksgiving, for myself, I plan to rest in gratitude. To be thankful for what I have, where I am, who is in my life. Thankful for the right now. Tomorrow will take care of itself, God said so*. I need to rejoice in the blessings of today.

Not practicing thankfulness in my daily life became apparent as I listened to my children praying. Their prayers, while so precious, read like a list of ‘help so-and-so’ and ‘please do this-and-that.’ These are good things to be praying for, but we are missing something. Something I often neglect when I pray. When we pray, we are talking to God. And God deserves our praise and our thanks. 

I’m not one to shoot for the moon, so we are starting small. Everyday the kids need to say one thing they are thankful for in their prayers. Just one. Let’s make it a habit. We can move on to bigger and greater from there. But let’s start small.

Thank you, God, for my family.

Thank you, God, for my friends.

Thank you, God, for the sunshine.

Thank you, God, for your provision.

Thank you, God, for who You are.

And let us never forget to thank you, God, for your Son, Jesus Christ.

May your hearts be filled to overflowing with gratitude as you reflect on all that God has given you. May your holiday season be filled with those things that truly matter. And may God smile on you, filling you with the certainty that your Heavenly Father knows you and loves you, just as you are. In Jesus name, Amen!


*Don’t worry about tomorrow. It will take care of itself. You have enough to worry about today.  Matthew 6:34 (CEV)

Legacy: Part 3

Legacy: Part 3

Inspiration Our Story

They ought always to pray and not lose heart. Luke 18:1

Grandma and her cousins with their dolls. Grandma is the tallest.
Grandma and her cousins with their dolls. Grandma is the tallest.

The ‘Legacy’ series I am writing about refers to the legacy my grandmother left me. She passed away when I was eleven years old, but made a lasting and meaningful impact on my life.

Today, I want to talk about my friends (who, trust me, have something to do with my grandma). All of my life, in every season, I have always had at least one stalwart friend. I don’t know that I ever had a plethora of close friends, but there was always that ‘one friend’ who would get me through any situation I faced. Like a bulwark surrounding my life, this ‘one friend’ would protect me against anything and everything from loneliness, to peer pressure, to getting run over by a car*. I don’t mean I’ve had just one friend my entire life (I’m not that much of a hermit!). But that as one friend would flow out of my life (moving away, or going to a new school, or as I grew up and left home), a new friend would come swimming into the arena of my life and take up residence as ‘the one I could lean on.’ Of course, as a child I never noticed this. And as an adult, I tended to take it for granted. It was more recently that a friend of mine pointed out to me the lack of that one ‘bosom buddy’ (Anne of Green Gables fans unite!) in her own life, which highlighted to me the blessing of friends in my life.

I am not someone who meets people easily, has social graces, stays-in-touch, or puts forth much effort in communicating. So having these friends… well it’s a miracle, really. So I asked God, how in the world was it possible that I (of all people!) could have been so blessed with friendships. And almost immediately I was convinced it was a prayer my grandmother had said for me. I may be fanciful from time to time, but I am just so certain of this one thing. And what an amazing prayer! It afforded me protection, joy, and the ability to be who I am because there was always one person to stand with me. I never had to face the hard things alone. What a gift!

And so I want to encourage you- pray! Pray without ceasing, pray with all your strength, and with all your heart! Pray for your children, your marriages, your friends, your family. Pray for your country, your pastors, and your leaders. And pray that your children will have friends! That God will bring people into their lives that know Him, and love Him. That your child will not have to stand alone, or pretend to be someone they are not. Your prayers are powerful, and they accomplish more than you know.

Grandma showing us how the overall fashion trend started!
Grandma showing us how the overall fashion trend started!

My grandmother never got to see the fruit of her prayers for her grandchildren. But this is a lesson I can take from her and pass on to the next generation. I can pray for them, teach them to pray, and pray that they will love prayer.

Prayer is powerful! (My mother always says that ‘when you pray you’d better put on a helmet, because you never know what is going to happen!’) But I can tell you this, something will happen! Not always in your time-frame, not always quite what you had in mind, but God hears our prayers, and He is faithful to answer!

So a quick review of one afternoon’s worth of reflection: my grandmother left a great legacy for me. She had faith in God, she loved whenever she could, and she prayed for us.

God bless you to be filled with faith, strong in prayer, and mighty in love! Amen


*Yes, even getting run over by a car! I was in middle school, and so concerned about what I was saying, that I stepped off the curb and straight into traffic! My good friend, grabbed the neck of my shirt and pulled me right back again. Then after the car had passed, she gave me a gentle shove, and we crossed the street. All the while, I kept right on talking. It wasn’t until we were a few blocks away, and I’d finished my story that I realized what had happened! Startled, I asked, “Uhm… did you just save my life back there?” And she just smiled her sweet smile at me, but said nothing.