Those of you who know me, know a bit of the struggle I’m living, this learning to pray expectant prayers, to believe in the God-sized dreams that apart from faith seem utterly absurd in their size and possibility.

Prayer for me these days is a constant exercise in exposing my vulnerabilities and honestly, I am a bit raw from it all.

But in my weakness,God draws me out still–pulling me closer to himself, and away from the things I normally cling to for desperate comfort, in letting go, my hands open to receive.
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This hasn’t always been my posture in prayer. And most of the time, it’s still a struggle. I want to snap my hands shut and clench my fingers because it’s safe. Isn’t it safer not to want things? The risk of disappointment scares me and I keep shrinking back.

But we are called to something other than this fearful, doubt-filled murmuring to heaven…

Finish this post over at Living The Story on Bible Dude.

Counting on, beyond 1000 Gifts:

Visits with family
Quiet time away
Unexpected opportunities
His strength magnified in my weakness
Children playing in the early morning
Breakfast
The hope of the lost being found
Learning to pray. Again.
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