"It" is my faith. And what good is my faith if I am not open to sharing what amazing things it is doing in my life?
A Sprinkle of PrayerLast Sunday I was invited to a "Sprinkle of Prayer" dinner comprised of 7 women total to pray over another woman who is starting the foster care experience. As much as I love this woman who we would be praying for, I was absolutely terrified. All week I was anxious as to what I would say when it was my turn to pray. I dove into my bible looking for scripture that speaks of child like faith and adoption of God's holy children. I have trouble praying in front of Joe (things I'm working on) so how in the world would I be expected to pray over my friend with 6 other women in the room who were much more seasoned in their walks of faith and most importantly, prayer? Phew! Deep breath.
Oh you know how it goes. I wanted a plan for my faith and I just knew I had control over it, so I looked like the prepared "I do this everyday Christian". See any flaws with my logic? As I had my prayer written down and filled with scripture, I knew I was ready for this dinner. Hah…little did I know God had another plan for me.
When I arrived to dinner I went to grab for my journal, tucked in the side pocket of my Bible ready and armed to tackle this situation, I was still a little uneasy with. Bam…the journal was nowhere to be found. I hastily dug through my car just knowing it had to be right there or somewhere!!!! Please! But as I'm sure you have already predicted this plot, the journal had been left at home. All of my control left sitting on the kitchen counter.
As my friend started spilling out her fears and anxieties with this new step she is taking in life, my heart began to race trying to remember my prayer. But as I listened to her words and her needs, my prayer no longer was applicable. There were new prayers forming such as comfort, strength, and courage. As we opened our hearts and poured out our requests I felt a huge burden lifted off my shoulders.
The dinner was beautiful and new friendships were made. As women we had bonded through our creator to lift up another woman in prayer. And can I just say how amazing He is? The next day we all received a text from my friend stating that over night one of the prayers we had fervently prayed over had already been answered.
That lack of control is exactly what I needed. It proved to me how much more of a God centered life I can live when I give up my control, and scripture filled journal, to just let Him guide me.
Good, good stuff for the soul!