Prayer has been both my first response and my last resort.
It has been the thread of sanity through difficult seasons.
The words that put me back to sleep during a restless night.
Prayer is the ending of long days
The blessing offered with my children at night.
The quiet of the morning and the pleas in the middle of the day.
The silence of trust in all the noise
The breath between sobs and the sighs in laughter.
Prayer is comfort and confrontation.
thanksgiving and whys.
lonely and together.
worship and worry.
Prayer is my refuge and my release.
my lifeline and my lovelife.
my quiet place in a storm.
There is no place prayer can’t be heard…no place prayer isn’t needed.
In my life, there is no place prayer is unwelcome or unwarranted.
Prayer is my perspective changing.
My hope revealing
My joy increasing.
My smile brightening
My failure diminishing
My success beginning
Prayer is my seeking and my finding.
Prayer is my cry for mercy and my eyes opening to goodness.
Prayer is my power play.
Prayer is relief, rest, and release.
My hope for healing and help
Prayer is my holding tight and my letting go
Prayer is being heard
Prayer is provision
Prayer is protection
Prayer is grace
Prayer is faith
Prayer is love