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I'm a day late, not sure where the week has gone.
Today, one of my online devotions that I get via my email focused on
Psalm 109:4  'In return for my love they act as my accusers; but I am in prayer.' NASB  The author of the devotion focused on the act of prayer and I am challenged by his writing.  The psalmist was in prayer even in the midst of trial. Not only was he in prayer but he was in prayer alot!
 I have been struggling with prayer myself. Don't get me wrong, I pray.  I ask, praying for challenges in the lives of those I love; for my job; for those in Japan trying to put their lives back together; for our military; for our government; for the chaos going on in the Middle East. However, I often wonder if my prayers are heard. Do you ever feel that way? It is time for me to get back to taking the time needed to really be in God's presence. That's been lacking lately, I've given in to satan's temptation to stay in bed that extra hour for one thing. Fact is, I'm tired! I have discovered I need the time to be quiet, to listen, even if it is just listening to the quiet.
Beyond all that I think I really know what the problem is. ME. Several weeks ago, I really felt God was trying to speak to me about some things. I was afraid of what He might have to say and so I allowed satan to intervene. Now I must start the process all over in preparing to listen to what He has to say, to be willing to put aside my selfish wants and be willing to give my entire life over to Him, to do with as He sees fit, knowing that His plan is perfect.  I will be honest, I am scared of what He might ask of me.

In His Service
Sandy



Oh Me of Little Faith......still

Once again, God has had to remind me of how little faith I have in my prayers. I need to be like the little girl who was the only one who came to a special prayer service for rain carrying an umbrella. I prayed yesterday that God would open a seat for me to get on a flight home. If I really believed that prayer, I would have told Mike I would be home last night. Then he wouldn't have made dinner plans he had to cancel, instead, he would have started home from the beach earlier, in anticipation of picking me up from the airport. I have to thank God for this reminder, little by little my eyes are being opened at just how small I am & how AWESOME is He!