Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prayer. Show all posts

Monday, May 4, 2009

growth

Have you ever prayed the "growth" prayer? It's about as dangerous as praying for patience! It's a bold prayer. I think of the Psalm that says, "You made me bold with strength in my soul." (138:3) Think of all the bold Biblical characters like Joshua, David, Paul, John. The Lord must love them because He filled a book with them.

Sometimes I'm sad when I look at my sons and remember how sweet it was to hold them or collect all those baby teeth. But then I think how boring it would be to still be doing that 12 years later. Now I'm passing out allowance and cooking for a crowd. That's the great thing about kids - they're always changing. Sometimes they get up in the morning and they look different to me. They've grown in the night! When I left for Oregon a couple of weeks ago, Wyatt was shorter than I was and when I returned he was exactly 5'6. Now he's about to pass me. Must be all those garlic cheese grits!

I think God is pleased, maybe even delighted, when we want to grow. Sometimes I think He lets us get so bored and dissatisfied with ourselves that we get bold enough to pray the growth prayer. I did this three years ago and look what happened! I think I had to get desperate enough to be willing to endure what those extra inches would require of me. I bought this little rock with that magic word on it and set it on top of my manuscript. Every time I see it I am reminded of my prayer and how it was answered. And how much it hurt! Life is not boring. Every day brings a new hurdle. When I feel overwhelmed I thank Him for the challenges, knowing He's right there with me.

We grow old. We grow tired. We grow rich or poor or wise. I like the spiritual kind of growth. Maybe you're in a spring-like season of new growth. It may be wonderful or uncomfortable but He goes with you. Growth is good.

One does not discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore.
-Andre Gide, 1869-1951

Thursday, March 12, 2009

the small boat

I just came across this little prayer and thought it very fine:

Dear God, be good to me,
the sea is so wide
and my boat is so small.
-Prayer of Breton fishermen

I like the humbleness of the words and the inherent belief that God is in charge of both the sea and the boat. My boat and your boat! As I try to make room in my life for writing and being a wife and mom and homeschooling and fiddling and church, I have to remember who's in charge.

As I learn to navigate in the writing world, my prayer has been, "Dear God, be good to me, the publishing world is so wide and my book is so small." Things can become a little overwhelming sometimes. It seems lately that I've been handed a new challenge every day. Sometimes I weather these little storms well and sometimes I feel motion sick and want to get out of the boat!

Marketing a book is a hard concept for me. Once I had a job as a telemarketer and it lasted one day! I would be the first one fired on a sales team, I'm pretty sure. Yet selling a book is part of a writer's job description. So I guess I'll be carrying bookmarks and postcards around in my purse for the next few months/years:) If I can remember that it's not me I'm promoting, but His message, then I think I can do this. If I do it for Him, then I can do anything He asks of me. Even if it rocks my boat!

For You have been a ... refuge from the storm.
Isaiah 25:4