Acts 1:12-14
I can, usually, write a sermon quicker than I can write a prayer. That’s sad because I believe in prayer, I believe in praying, I believe that God answers prayer. But, to me, it seems like the ultimate hubris to think that I am good enough to pray for a group of people. Now granted, I’ve gotten much better about it over time, but it is still difficult.
Honestly, even prayer by myself can be difficult. Anything and everything that can come to mind does. The phone rings or dings, the boys holler, the dogs bark, a fly buzzes…….the list could go on and on. I can be right at touching the hem of His garment and boom, something pulls me away. Instead of praying without ceasing, I find myself ceasing without praying. My feelings of prayer inadequacy actually increases around people that have the gift of prayer. Yes, I believe prayer is a gift much like music. Some sing and play instruments seemingly without effort and some pray the same way. I’m not one of them.
I am comforted by the fact that God gifts us all in different ways. We aren’t all alike and we have different gifts. Some teach, some cook, some excel in administration, some are speakers, and together, we come together and make the body.