Have You Seen My Toes?

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Yesterday, I happened to look down at the floor and I noticed something. I can no longer see my toes when I look straight down. I was explaining this to Denbigh and he couldn't believe I couldn't see my toes and then he got distracted talking to the baby in my belly. This led me to an attempt to photograph my vantage point. I have found that the decreased blood flow to the head makes it quite easy to amuse myself. I actually enjoy this aspect of pregnancy. I laugh all the time.

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On to more serious matters, I do not pray enough. I am praying. I love praying. I am praying and probably look great if I compared myself to some people, but I am not praying as one who has lived through the fire and been delivered from the lion's mouth. I pray as one who merely believes. I am desperate to pray as one who trusts, as Andrew Murray says, that my prayer calls upon the power of God Himself. (God, help me pray more boldly and trustingly. Let me know you more intimately.) Everywhere I turn I get hit with it...it's Andrew Murray. It's Beth Moore. It's Marcus Mohan. It's the HOLY SPIRIT! All I keep hearing is my sweet Savior saying..."We have been through the depths of hell together and I heard you. Ask me again. Ask me for them. Ask Me for your neighbors, for wrecked marriages, for your pastor. Ask Me. Praise Me for how I have already answered you." One thing I like that Marcus quoted on Sunday was that we will achieve nothing if we do not learn to interact with the person of Jesus everyday. Let us weep, cry out, & surrender to know Him.

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I stole this from Justin Childer's blog:

Demand #6: Listen to Me

From What Jesus Demands of the World by John Piper:

"Page after page of the New Testament Gospels pile up reasons to turn off the television and listen to Jesus."

Comments

Melissa said…
He told me to pray yesterday, too. "I know you don't want to, but you have to fight for your marriage"

I just don't feel like I'm a very effective prayer. Like I don't know how to really pray what I mean. Thats probably because most of the time I don't know what I mean.
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22One7.org said…
You just have to pray. The Holy Spirit that resides in you will connect with our sovereign God and tell him deep things that you would never even know to request. Sometimes, I just sit in quiet with and ask for that very thing to happen...that God would search my heart and hear my unutterable prayers.

Romans 8:27 (New Living Translation)
And the Father who knows all hearts knows what the Spirit is saying, for the Spirit pleads for us believers in harmony with God’s own will.

John 16:33, “I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world." (NLT)
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