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  1. As I am reading your post on my iPad, my prayer journal is underneath it in the stack. My journal is paper. In it is names of people I am praying for, prayers I have written, because they were just to hard for me to say aloud, favorite scripture, song lyrics, words of encouragements, I don’t want to forget, and lots of blank pages, indicating when I have let my practice of written prayer fall to the side. It is an ever present reminder, that I need, to keep me focused in my prayers and then see visually when prayers are answered and the ones that may never have the answer,I want, this side of heaven.
    I am thankfully, consistently convicted, that I often call my mama, sister, best friends to discuss concerns that I am not yet willing to lay at the feet of Jesus. It’s like the “control freak” side of me knows that control is an illusion, but I continue to white knuckle the situation like a stubborn 2 year old. Then Jesus… He gives me grace, forgives me again and reminds me that His plan is so much better than mine. His patience with me is never ending and I am tearful sharing this with you now because it is so beautifully perfect and so undeserved. Love you and thankful for you and your constant encouragement in my life!

    1. I love this and you so much Nicki! Thank you for sharing your reality with me! And I am the same way about the white knuckles and illusion of control…Lord help us.

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