Imperfect Prayers: When You Don’t Know What To Pray For

I believe there is power in prayer. Deep in my bones, down into the tips of the roots of what I feel to be true, I believe it has power. But too often I find myself at a loss for how to use that power. It’s a daunting task to know what to request when God is there with what is always an open-ended question.

This past year in particular has tested me. I haven’t always known what to ask of God.

In that time, we lost our dog, searched for guidance over my daughter’s scoliosis progression, helped her through two knee surgeries, watched my dad continue his battle against Parkinson’s disease, witnessed my grandma’s health and mental decline, and were heartbroken by the sudden passing of my father-in-law in November. For some of these, it has been easier to know my prayer. For others, I’ve been at a loss. Continue reading “Imperfect Prayers: When You Don’t Know What To Pray For”

My Dishwasher Can Wait. Things Feel Wrong.

I had grand plans of sitting down tonight to write something witty or funny or sweet. If that didn’t work, I would resort to the stuff I usually write (ba-dum-bum-ching!). I have several blog drafts just waiting for a little of my attention, which has been mostly elsewhere this summer. But tonight seemed like the kind of night where I could bang something out. Something pretty good. Something that would at least bring a few smiles. And then today happened.
Continue reading “My Dishwasher Can Wait. Things Feel Wrong.”