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| Sterling State Park, on Lake Erie |
I've been taking time to pray this morning. I got up around 6:30. I went to our upstairs home office. It overlooks our front lawn, and Munson Park just across the street. It is a clear, sunny, 38 degrees. Birds are everywhere. We have squirrels playing and jumping in the trees. My heart is still and slow-moving. I am a participant in God's creation, taking it all in.
I open James Houston's wonderful book The Transforming Power of Prayer: Deepening Your Friendship with God. I've been reading it for a few months. I'm only on page 47. I can't speed-read books like this. There's wisdom here, and the wise will marinate in it.
I just read two paragraphs and came to these words:
"Perhaps I really do need to consider that I need God to help me run my own life after all. When we come to this realization, then we will start to take prayer more seriously, starting the day with God and reflecting on all that lies ahead of us during the day." (47)
Many talk about this. Few do it.
Be among the few.