Then Meg spoke at my church moms' group about prayer (and her struggle with prayerlessness as a pastor's wife) and that resonated with me on many levels. Then I heard this sermon at church the next Sunday, and was challenged again. One of Meg's comments that stuck with me was that a lack of prayer revealed pride: essentially that we stop relying on God and think we can manage everything ourselves. This was a bit of a wake-up call!
So I've been trying to get back into the habit of having a daily quiet time. Generally this has meant when J naps I try to settle C and pray. It doesn't always work and I don't always remember! I have been using the Celtic Daily Prayer book as a lectionary, and following the Finian readings to get me started. N and I try periodically to return to doing compline from here too, but with mixed results at present.
So far, God has been speaking to me a lot about his provision. You have no idea how many readings this month have talked about God providing for the poor (the PhD stipend is generous for a single person, but stretches thin for a family), the hungry (not that we've experienced that yet) and the displaced (still feeling the transition at the moment). The other emphasis has been on hospitality (another big focus for me). So He has my attention!
Please pray for me as I continue to grow in this area.
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This was a helpful post to read, my friend, since I am also feeling this need for getting back in the prayer saddle.
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