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When the going gets tough...Pray.

Wow! I have had so many emotionally draining days recently... I have found myself on my knees talking to the only one I know can fix all... several timesas of late. I had a dream once, not very long ago. I dreamed that someone I loved was standing on the edge of a rapidly flooding river. The edge broke off and this person fell into the tumultuous waters, crying for help. I ran to the edge, ready to dive in and save this person. The waters carried all kinds of debri, even cars, portions of homes. I dropped to my knees and cried out to God, Praying with all my heart and soul. I woke up, got out of the bed, got on my knees and began to pray. God let me know through that dream that I couldn't save anyone. Only he could, but I would have to pray. That was what was/is required of me.
My father has cancer. It has now become bone cancer. In the last week he has been in the hospital 3 times. Once for a blood transfusion. We share the same birthday...and on November the 27th we will have shared 42 of them together.
I can remember my father preaching about faith when I was a little girl. Hebrews 11:1-2 "Faith is the substance of things hoped for the evidence of things not seen. For by it the elders have obtained a good report." Matthew 17:20-21 "...Because you have so little faith. I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you." I do know that this kind of mustard seed faith only comes about through prayer.
I will leave you with this today. So many things in our lives need prayer. Our personal walk with the Lord, our families, our communities, our Nation. Pray for a world that cries peace peace, and everywhere there is war. I implore you to stand in the gap and pray. Just Pray. "The prayers of a righteous man availeth much."

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