prayer confusion
I was sitting in church Sunday and all of a sudden I felt compelled to write some thoughts. (I know I should have been taking sermon notes.) There were some worries distracting me that morning. It seemed as though God had a comeuppance for me.
Here’s what was impressed on my heart that morning about my worrying:
If prayed about it and I’m still worrying about it, why did I bother praying? And what does that say about what I believe about prayer?
If I didn’t pray about it and I’m worrying about it, then duh, I guess I know what the answer is, huh? 🙂
Have a good week-end.
