Have You Seen My Toes?
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.
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."