I know we always talk about the power of prayer. How it is so powerful, how it brings communities together, how it can heal, provide, console. I am beginning to realize another aspect of prayer. How it can change the one praying. How it can change attitudes within and change our outlook. Take for example baby Aidan. I know I talk about him a lot. I don't even know him or his family but how many have been affected by this little one has been nothing less than spectacular. One lady wrote today on his blog that "she had fallen for this little boy". She doesn't know him personally. However, she has been praying for him, daily and even hourly. The prayers for this child have given her a love for him. A deep love. As it has me. I love this little guy whom I've been praying for. My heart softened toward a family in tragedy instead of trying to find anything else to focus on since it's painful to hear of another's pain. This causes me to wonder - if I put that much effort into praying for someone I'm at odds with, someone who has hurt me, someone I don't particularly like - would I grow to love them too? As God loves them?
Something to ponder.
Only 2 more days of school - I'm on track to finish one project tonight and then I can start on the next big one - but I should be able to work on that mostly at night after bedtime. The boys are totally bugging me about pulling out the slip n slide. That thing is such a pain to set up and take down. Perhaps if I didn't buy the one that had blow up bumpers I wouldn't feel this way. Maybe on the last day of school -
Went to lunch with Kristi today. It's so nice to reconnect in person. Gabriel and Zach were not happy we didn't take Devon and Parker home with us - just what the big boys want - more young ones idolizing them and copying their every move. -- Ah, another good subject for another days blog....
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