There are many reasons we ask people to pray for us: for cure, healing, wisdom, solidarity, and all the variations on a theme that we can come up with. This past weekend we attended our son’s joyful wedding in Chicago, which as you can imagine was a non-stop time with family. Aside from the heartfelt ceremony and reception, we walked, ate, and took the Architecture River Tour. We were busy!
My point here is that the busyness of the weekend occupied, not only my prayer time, but most of my prayer thoughts. Not until the plane trip home did I really get back in touch with God.
How could this have happened? I felt disappointed and guilty until I realized that God didn’t want me to be worrying. God had been taking care of it all while I was off eating, socializing and celebrating. What’s more, I had friends praying, holding the God space for me. That’s what I do when I am asked to pray for them while they are involved with whatever is consuming them or their loved ones, be it the concern of surgery or illness, or the joy of marriage or vacation.
I am not in charge; God is. Once again, let go, let God.
My point here is that the busyness of the weekend occupied, not only my prayer time, but most of my prayer thoughts. Not until the plane trip home did I really get back in touch with God.
How could this have happened? I felt disappointed and guilty until I realized that God didn’t want me to be worrying. God had been taking care of it all while I was off eating, socializing and celebrating. What’s more, I had friends praying, holding the God space for me. That’s what I do when I am asked to pray for them while they are involved with whatever is consuming them or their loved ones, be it the concern of surgery or illness, or the joy of marriage or vacation.
I am not in charge; God is. Once again, let go, let God.
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