These are the days of Grace~~ Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude. By Denis Waitley
Monday, February 01, 2010
Power of a Praying Child
21 days of prayer & fasting culminated last night in a powerful prayer & celebration service. The most spectacular thing happened. Pastor called forward the children participating in the fast. Gracie was diligent in her fasting efforts; giving up sweets and videos/tv. The children lined the front, facing the congregation. Then a call was for people who didn't necessarily hear a specific word from God during the fast or still yet, wanted to hear something more. The children prayed for these individuals. It was so powerful..there was an incredible break in the spiritual realm. More & more adults responded, coming forward so the children could pray for them. Then the children were arranged in two rows - a prayer line was made & the entire congregation walked through that burgeoning army of prayer warriors. Then entire congregation - singers, musicians, nursery workers, pastors....they prayed for each on of us, laying hands on us as we worshiped & wept our way through the prayer line. Words just can't describe it~
Glowing, gloating mom of one bright lil girl. My days are filled with ballerina dances, books, balls and bubbles along with all that comes with being a mom. My real, full time job is to teach Grace how to love God, herself and others. On the side, I am in private practice as a Child Development Specialist and Developmental Therapist working with infants/toddlers with special needs. I absolutely LOVE IT! It's really not even fair to call it work. Whew! I finally earned that Speech Language Pathologist degree, license and all. A 2nd Masters is under the belt. EARN being the key word. Thank you, Lord! HA! I live for God and love this journey despite rough terrain at times. I love where it has taken me and I'm learning to be content back home again. Remember: you cannot drive with your eyeballs glued to the rear view mirror- it is only for glancing back!
Sooner or later you figure out life is constructed specifically and brilliantly to squeeze a man into association with the Owner of heaven. It is a struggle, with labor pains and thorny landscape, bloody hands and sweaty brow, head in hands, moments of severe loneliness and questioning, moments of ache and desire. All this leads to God, I think... Matter and thought are a canvas on which God paints, a painting with tragedy and delivery, with sin and redemption. Life is a dance toward God, I begin to think. And the dance is not so graceful as we might want. While we glide and swing our practiced sway, God crowds our feet, bumps our toes, and scuffs our shoes. So we learn to dance with the One who made us. And it is a difficult dance to learn, because its steps are foreign. - Donald Miller