Wings of Prayer

I was telling someone the other day that I have really felt the prayers of people these past few days.  No, life isn’t perfect, but you feel the grace in abundance to meet the struggles and issues head on.  Things have been going so well, not that we haven’t had things to iron out and struggles in adjusting to a routine here at home with two different “parts” of families left behind, but that I’ve been upbeat about it all.  Several people have called and I got the impression that they thought I might be feeling down, they were surprised at how “chipper” I sounded.  Well, it was of the Lord.

This afternoon that changed.  I was quite emotional and several small things just made the tears course down my cheeks.  I almost canceled going to family night because I knew I would break down again . . . and I hate that.  I did go though.  I thought I’d gotten it all out of my system . . .  well as usual, I didn’t make it . . . I couldn’t hide my feelings long.  

So Loraine and Jeremiah and I came home early and I sent them to bed.  I was thankful for a quiet house . . .  after they finally stopped calling for Mom and went to sleep.

Later I called Japheth.  It is Sunday morning there.  He said that they were planning to visit a Baptist church in the city there that would be in English . . . But with all the big days for Wayne (he was so tired and grumpy),  Japheth (being the good Papa that he is) decided to give up his plans and stay behind with Wayne and let him rest.

So we had a good time talking together . . .  Later I told him, “This feels like when  we were dating, all the phone time together, sharing and praying, laughing and crying, just loving hearing your deep strong voice and waiting for the day when we can be together again!”

I told him about my day, since he hadn’t gotten my emails yet, and he said in a sober voice, “You know why? I forgot to pray for you this morning.”  It hit me again.  Prayer is so important.  I had to admit to him too that I have backed off in my prayers for him now that he’s safely there and it’s interesting when he left a message for me this afternoon while we were out, he sounded tired and a bit discouraged, (Wayne keeps wetting his clothes and the pampers stay fairly dry ;) He does that quite a bit for me too.)  And that was one of the small things that got me down, that he sounded tired and discouraged.  Up till now he has sounded excited, happy, and cheerful.

  So I repented of  my lack in the command to “Pray without ceasing” and to “Pray for one another.”  Prayer is vital and so important.  So many times if I don’t see evidence, I subconsciously wonder what good it really does.  So with that “kick in the pants” I determined to do better and with God’s help I will!

Okay, I know . . .  this is my third post for today.  Now you know,  I do really miss my husband!!!!!!