Translucent rays of morning sunshine beam through the open curtains, and I’m drawn in.
My seven-year-old daughter often tells me these beams make her feel like God is reaching down from heaven.
While I want to hold onto a tangible sense of His presence, it seems my life has worn me thin.
The steady rigor of full-time mothering from home, all while squeezing in a few hours to pursue my freelance journalism career on the outskirts of my actual life, has me feeling dry. The well has run dry for creative indoor crafts and family activities. The well has run dry for creative article ideas. And when I’m most honest with myself, I feel spiritually dry as well.
The exciting adventure of faith I experienced in my mid-twenties seems as distant as the countless hours I once possessed for sitting by rivers with an open Bible, hiking, or doing whatever I pleased without any interruptions from the rest of the world. It seems I now spend most of my time crawling around under the dining room table wiping up spills, wiping runny noses, and picking up the same dozen toys five times a day.
Offering a forlorn prayer to the Lord as I sit by the window, golden rays shining down, I’m suddenly convicted by a truth that stings: “You won’t live bolder than you pray, Stacey.”
I’ve been asking God to fan the flickering flame of my spiritual life lately. I’ve been praying for a bolder witness and eyes to see opportunities to step out of my little square box of comfort and risk for the sake of the gospel. The problem is that this is where my prayers end. They fall short because they lack follow-through.
Maybe I’m not living boldly because I’m not praying boldly. Asking the Lord to reveal to me how to pray with more boldness, so that I might live with more boldness and bring more glory to His name, I’m reminded of several prayer habits that defined my mid-twenties, my season of boldness.
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