I'm sure I told this story on the blog.
I was talking to Katie about prayer the other night. I have had my struggles.
Right out in the open with prayer. I think that struggle rubbed off on Katie.
She is not sure if she should ask for things.
I told her, I don't ask a lot.
But it's important to say 'thanks' and 'please forgive me'.
And then I remembered my prayer list and reminded Katie of that little list.
You see, every name on that list,
every single prayer has been answered.
In the best possible way.
Matthew will start a new job next week. Thank you God.
Emma married a wonderful man. Thank you God.
Patrick and Shelby had a precious rainbow baby. Dottie. Thank you God.
Katie is healthy and well. Thank you God.
Melinda worked thru her problem. Thank you God.
Of course, I know that God is not Santa and
after Sue died, I wasn't sure that He was in the helping business at all.
But I took a little step last summer and every time I went to the bathroom I was reminded to pray and I asked God for help for the ones I love.
They were not eloquent prayers.
They were short pleas.
If you wills
A year of imperfect prayer said by an imperfect prayer.
But heard by a loving God who is apparently still in the helping business.
With Thanks and Praise.
p.s. I am full of gratitude to the faithful who have prayed for my family...I know you are out there...being the faithful angels that you are. So thank you, too. I love you.