The first Tuesday of every month I meet at noon with a group to fast and pray. It started with only a few of us, and grows each month. These are passionate prayers, pouring out their hearts in desperation to God. No powerless prayers of habit experienced here. No going through the motions. One person prays with such sincerity and genuine desire for God; she begins to weep.
This display of emotion is deeply moving, yet also convicting. When is the last time I wept while praying? When did I feel that deeply about anything when talking to God?
Our pastor is moved by this too, and later shares with us from Joel …
Return to me with all your heart, with fasting and weeping and mourning. Rend your heart, not your garments.
Suddenly I recall a time in high school when I sat in my car and wept because so many of my friends were turning away from a Godly life. I hurt for them, and poured out my heart to God for them. It’s been a while since I prayed like that.
Lord, give me that same burden again.
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Tue, January 5, 2010
by Chris Spitters