Last night we had a dinner with some amazing people. My pastor and his wife, and our dear friends. We talked about so much. One of the things was the power of prayer and worship in dealing with challenging circumstances.
This morning, I’m journaling about a bunch of stuff that puzzles and troubles me, and that I’m not sure how to handle (that’s a large quantity of stuff). In my quiet time I read Psalm 42 . I haven’t read this Psalm in a long time. I forgot how beautiful it is. Again, worship and prayer. It’s weird how the simplest things in life make all the difference in the world.
It’s amazing how when I respond with worship and prayer, everything changes – even if its just in my heart.
I’m listening to Touch the Sky. I used to listen to this song on repeat. I wrote an entire chapter of the book listening to this song. But haven’t listened to it in a while.
Grateful for worship.
Grateful for prayer.