Although I’d like to dissect the Word of God more in this blog, I find that I can’t help but use this form of writing to project what is going on with me as well. It is the reason I started it in the beginning. In a way it isn’t about “me”, so much as it is where God is taking me. Everything I write is about His goodness to me, in me and through me. I am so gratefully blessed to be alive in this time. So, what brings me to this post?

Prayer. For those of you who read this can you honestly say you give enough attention to communication with God? One thing I’ve learned about “pray without ceasing” is that I’m constantly open to allowing God to speak to me even if my mind is far away into something I’m doing. It’s one way I know He’s trying to get my attention. God speaks to me at times when I’m least expecting it. How do I know, you ask? Have you been doing or thinking about one thing and suddenly something else interjects itself into your thoughts. When I do I sometimes go “huh?!” Weighing what it was will usually lead me to something God is speaking to me about. You know you sometimes have to decern the spirit that speaks.

Prayer is conversational. I think my prayer life suffered most of my life because I thought it was a one-way talk. I petitioned God and then stepped away and waited for His answer. If I’d have stayed in position and calmed my speech and listened, don’t you suppose He would talk back? It was when I learned this that I began to have a normal everyday conversation as if I were talking to someone in front of me. God does talk to me. He talks to you. Do you stop and listen?

One thing I’m learning lately is there is another way God calls me to prayer. It’s a prayer of intercession. I have no idea why or for whom that may be. It’s a much deeper prayer in the heavenly language I possess. My spirit literally feels bigger than life as I pray out for whatever it is He wants done. My body actually surrenders to the spirit. My soul stills its self. All inside of me gets quiet and my spirit and His go to war in the spiritual realm. I can feel the forcefulness of it. It reminds me of David as he RAN towards Goliath with sling in hand. We are doing battle through my entity.

Now there are other times when God speaks to me and it’s to engage someone else. Take this morning for instance. I was walking into Walmart the same time as a man with a cane was hobbling in. God spoke to me about Him and I said back, I won’t engage him right now. He said okay and I went on in. I worked my way around the store and as I was coming back up there he was with his cart and he said good morning and nodded and I said something back and that was it. We engaged. I found out his name was Linwood Straughn (sic). I found out he was a Christian man, and my neighbors are his friends. They go to church together. He’d had a stroke twelve years ago and he still deals with some things, but he feels well enough to get on with life. We talked about God and Bible principles and after a bit we both agreed to break it off and go finish what we came for or we’d have been there all day. I encouraged him and he gave me strength in our conversation and I went on my way. I’ll see him again. I don’t know the reason of our meeting as total strangers and walking away as brothers, but I’m sure, as I said, I’ll see him again. God put him in my path today.

Never pass up the opportunity. Talk to God, but be sure to listen as well.