Last week I shared about how prayer isn’t us trying to get a cart full of items through the express lane. I shared that the art of prayer is an invitation to God to speak into our lives, molding them to be parallel with Him. This desire to pray more hasn’t left. I want to be a diligent, intentional prayer.
That means for me taking intentional, well placed steps. Steps, I know that will lead me to a door step that lead to the one place I solely in my heart of hearts want to reside.
So tonight (last night for you) with a little push from my post on prayer, and this post here which served as a kick in my bum I taking that first intentional step. I’d bought a journal to use as a prayer journal months [and months ago, it was on clearance]. I’m beginning to journal my prayers out again. Blank pages longing to be the vessel in which they carry my voice from my heart to His, and in turn His heart to mine.
I am going to start reading here…
Every time I’ve sought God on where I should read the voice(s) in my head has said John. I’m unsure of the lessons He has for me written in the black, white & red; but it seems He’s taking me back to basics…for a reason.
If there is one thing I ask of you my friends, is keep me accountable. Ask me directly how my prayer life, my intimate moments with Christ are. Don’t be afraid to confront me. We have gained an amazing community across cables that connect us underground and wifi signals and part of community is accountability.