National Day of Prayer

One thing I really like about praying is that it forces me to confess that I need God. The problem is that too often I pray as if I just need God’s help, His assistance in the things that I desire to do and the things that I can mostly do on my own and just need His extra bit of help. I must remind myself that without Him, all I have is of no consequence. And if I am praying my will, then I am treading a dangerous path. This can be true of small things, like writing this post, or big things, like trying to make an impact in His name in this country.

Reading a travel guide about New England, I came across a description of, if I remember correctly, Plymouth Rock. There’s not much to see but there is a replica of the Mayflower. The size of the ship helps tourists understand that the journey was incredibly dangerous and unglamorous. Reading/hearing David McCullough’s biography of John Adams and the accounts of the Atlantic crossings also brought to light the great and grave danger faced on those journeys. Yet those original passengers on the Mayflower came, hoping for a better life, and all those hopes in their hearts and each moment of life being held in God’s hands.

With such a heart may we pray today!