I pray several times a day, every day. My final prayer of the day is right before I go to bed. This when it happens. No matter how long I pray or for what or whom, when I finish I realize there are tears streaming down from the corners of my eyes.
At the same time, even though I know that I am a child of God, I feel like I am wandering in the wilderness. I have several communities, but at once I am a loner. Challenges and tests come my way, and calling out to God is my only refuge.
I am witnessing to several friends, one of whom is very close to accepting the Lord. Please, may I speak the truth in love.
No comments:
Post a Comment