Good Folks, it is Friday, September 7, 2018. It is also National Neither Snow Nor Rain Day. This National Day commemorates the opening of the New York Post Office on September 7, 1914.
Neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds ~ Inscription found over the entrance of the central post office in New York City … Who would have known?
The month of September will be busy: Stewardship Campaign, Back-to-School tutoring program, PIP Days (Property Improvement Program), Covenant Book Study, and Hand bells. There seems to be a sense of this nine-month season – September to May. It is good. God is here.
I have vivid pictures of my mom praying at the dinner table when we lived on Shawnee Street in Corpus Christi, Texas. That was our first house that we grew up in. We moved during the summer that I was to enter the seventh grade.
The silhouette of my mom praying is etched in my mind. What was she praying about? Who was she praying for? I do not remember how old I was at this moment in time.
Prayer happens. We have various understandings as to what happens or should happen when we pray. Yet, scripture gives us many examples of differing scenarios when prayer is part of that particular moment.
This Sunday, I will continue the sermon series on God’s Promises: When We Pray…
Go ahead and finish the sentence: When I pray I …
Send me your sentence or two. Send me some experiences when you prayed and something happened or you are still waiting for a response.
The Apostle Paul encourages the church in Thessalonica to never stop praying. (1Thessolonians 5:17) The same goes for us today. But what does that mean? Is not the Lord’s Prayer enough on Sunday mornings? How about the one we used to say at night: Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should wake before I die…
See you Sunday in church. Pray. Give thanks. Invite others.
Blessings from Duncanville,