I know I don't.
You know, when I actually find the time in this crazy life to pray. That is a very sad thing to write.
This past Sunday at our church, the guy who spoke (not our regular pastor), talked about praying big. He pointed out that most of us don't pray big prayers, even though we serve a big God. Then he asked us what we had going on in our lives that is big, but we had given up praying about.
And you know what came to my mind... Elise. And diabetes.
Because when she was first diagnosed, I prayed almost every minute for God to cure her. Every time I even looked at her, I asked God to take it from her and give it to me. I pleaded with Him for somebody out there to find the cure for this terrible disease.
And of course it didn't happen.
And after a while, I kind of forgot. Okay, I didn't forget, I gave up. Because I got caught up in the day-to-day-ness of diabetes. Because it seemed hopeless. I knew God could cure her, but I was positive He wasn't going to. And it kinda broke my heart.
But I was reminded on Sunday that God doesn't want us to give up. He wants us to keep knocking, keep asking, be bold, & be persistent in our prayer life.
So I'm going to. Because this prayer is important. To all of us. And I would ask if you are the praying type, would you join me? Let's pound on God's door loud and long enough that He can't help but to hear us.
And to end things on a funny note, they played this video before the sermon. It made me laugh. And laughing is good.
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