Rain Drops of Prayer

Every morning, as soon as I am consciously aware that it is morning and that I need to get up, I dig my face in my pillow and I ask the Lord to give me strength and His grace to whatever, aware or unaware, awaits me.  I hate to admit this, but I feel, at times, utterly incompetent to do the tasks the Lord has given me to do.   I am increasingly aware of my lack, my inadequacy, and my weakness.  I don’t say that to appear humble.  If you knew me well, you would know I am not kidding.  I keep telling myself, that is one way the Lord keeps me humble – and it works; from showing patience to my sons and husband, to the everyday challenges of homeschooling, and of course, ministry.  I can’t even get out of bed without feeling my desire to be lazy and stay in bed longer.  But I must get up. I need to get going with my day.

The Lord expects and encourages needy, weak, and weary people to come to Him and that He alone will give us rest.  And that is exactly how I feel most days.  So I bend my knee, so to speak, at the shadows of the cross and seek him earnestly that, “Apart from me you can do nothing,” says the Lord. (John 15:5).

We often think that prayer is to be cultivated only in our “quiet time” and I am discovering that the rain drops of prayer throughout my days combine to make an ocean of prayer at the end of a lifetime.

Spurgeon once wrote, “Spiritual desires are the shadows of coming blessings.  What God intends to give us He first sets us longing for.”  May our spiritual desire be that of experiencing the warmth of our communion with God through prayer; for we know that “God is the answer to our deepest longings.”1

1. (Phillip), Come Thou Long-Expected Jesus, pg 135




  1. ChristieB says:

    Thank you and Amen.

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