fervent prayer
Prayer with purpose, with intention, with passion … praying continuously.
I watched church on TV this morning and that was the message. It hit home, simply because my prayer isn’t fervent. I went to church tonight; the 5 minute walk from home one, the one that’s on TV, the one that sent me a package in the mail. And the service was really good. Some people were worshiping with flags, some were dancing in the aisles, some clapped, some sat, some lifted hands, some shouted.
And then one of the pastors came up and told a story of how a friend of someone in the congregation had recently been cured of her cancer. So he asked anyone with physical healing needs to raise their hands, and those near to them to lay hands and pray for healing. Now sometimes in ‘these situations’ I feel awkward or hesitant but not this evening. I went over to this lady with fluorescent green running shorts and prayed for her. I didn’t know her name or ask what was her healing need. I didn’t introduce myself or any of those other formalities I usually find myself going through. So I prayed and then prayer was over. She said thank you. And we all continued in worship. Not really a blatant extraordinary situation but maybe God works ordinarily too.
If you would, please pray for the lady in the fluorescent green running shorts.
