“More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of” -Lord Alfred Tennyson
Last week I attended a book club meeting and was able to spend time with a woman I recognized but did not personally know. When I introduced myself to the familiar-looking woman, she said, “Oh, I have met you before. You prayed for my husband to get a job, and he got a job!” I immediately remembered this couple from church—over 18 months ago, at least. The details all flooded back to me, and I felt so happy and blessed that God had allowed me to witness the outcome of my prayer-- for a stranger, no less!
In addition, I belong to a Monday morning prayer group and we have prayed for many things over the years—jobs, families, marriages, school—and one by one, so many miracles have happened.
Last night, I prayed for a friend who was going through a hard time. She emailed me this morning and said, “Whatever you prayed worked because I am much less troubled and burdened today.”
Last night, I prayed for a friend who was going through a hard time. She emailed me this morning and said, “Whatever you prayed worked because I am much less troubled and burdened today.”
I am not writing to brag, obviously, because if I could have done anything at all about these situations, I would not have prayed—that is my weakness, in that I wait until I cannot do something myself to actually pray about it. I should start by praying, and let God do all that he wants to do. I want Him to know how much I believe Him and trust Him to do all things.
But this is encouragement to me and to you to pray! As Alfred Lord Tennyson says, “More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.”
3 comments:
Nice words that are so true, and warming. That might be a weird way to phrase it, but I gage things sometimes in terms of comfort. When I listen to the Holy Spirit prompting, and when I release through prayer it's warm; not always peaceful, and not always restful, but it just feels the same as when I walk inside from cold or stand by a fire. Anyway, I never knew the power of talking with God, even though I've always practiced it through writing or speaking silently, until recently. Remember the Jars of Clay lyric "I won't give up on giving you a chance to blow my mind?" I think about that a lot in reference to prayer because no matter how I think that I know him, He always succeeds Being, and becomes what I cannot comprehend.
Thanks for the reflection.
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