Forgiving the Unforgivable
I’d never prayed for such a thing, to forgive a Pekinese. This was a first.
I’d never prayed for such a thing, to forgive a Pekinese. This was a first.
I was faced with the certainty that I was no longer in charge of keeping him safe…
The Lord sees me for what I am, and he meets me with love and compassion and grace.
How often have I neglected the Bible simply because I think I “know” what it says?
As my mind wandered back to what task to do next, I wondered if I’d prayed the wrong prayer…
If I want a strong relationship with the Lord, I need to set aside time to listen and pray. I need to make a deliberate effort to be quiet and still in his love.
When we pray and ask God to lead and guide our future, we can remain steadfast.
When I say this prayer, more often than not there’s nothing I need to confess later.
Prayer and writing about prayer is a wonder, isn’t it? You end up in just the right places.
It’s so easy to know that God is here. Creating the life along the river. Bringing laughter and goodness to these brothers.
My grandmother Ruth Stafford Peale was a big believer in making space and time for thought, prayer and creativity.
Consider how your life would change if you wholeheartedly trusted the Lord.