There are these little things on Facebook called your memories. It shows everything you posted on that particular day since joining Facebook.
Sometimes those memories really drag me way down. Sometimes they lift me above cloud nine. And then there are those memories of things shared years ago that make me question myself and who I am today.
This photo I shared shortly after rededicating my life to the Lord.
It was during that time in my life when I was going through a divorce, trying to overcome an addiction and learning to be a better dad. And there was this one song by Phillips, Craig & Dean called Midnight Oil that truly got to me.
The first time I heard it I could actually see my grandmother on her knees praying for me at the edge of her bed. Brought me to tears and I wasn’t the crying type…then. But it hit a nerve.
Here I am, a dad to two of the most amazing little people on the planet and I hadn’t been praying for them as I should. Mainly because I truly didn’t know how. I had no example to follow.
But, I learned how because I wanted to be their spiritual leader. The dad who would guide them and nurture them in a Godly way.
It was also at that time I was reading the Point Man and Anchor Man by Steve Farrar. (Two amazing books for men) Both of these opened my eyes to a lot of issues I had in my walk with God as a man, as a husband and father. It changed me drastically.
But seeing that picture made me realize that my prayer life is not as it should be. Yeah, I still pray daily. And not only for children but for the ones I care about as well. It’s just not with the same intensity.
It made me realize that my prayer journal needs to come back out. I need to start fresh…with a renewed sense of God’s immense power when we pray. For with our spoken word in prayer angels take flight!
May we all pray with an intensity like never before. May we pray until something happens!