The Good News

Some highlights from today:

This morning, I was feeling a little bit under the weather. I pushed myself to get up and out of bed. As I started praying, I realized that the fire and excitement I have for things when they are new was not there in my heart. I felt bad about that because I realized that in a sense, my prayer time with God has become sort of a routine. So routine that I take it for granted. It's like the thrill is gone. Sometimes when I pray, I feel as though I'm writing a verbal letter to God or leaving a voice mail. In essence, it tends to feel very one-sided.

I know that the communication is not one-sided as I do read my word in the morning (and at night) and I do hear the Lord speaking to me through the word. But lately, every since I moved back to the east coast I've been feeling like His presence is harder to feel and His voice is becoming harder to hear through the noise from the City.

Also, my flesh was definitely feeling the effects of the fast and starting its rebellion act. I was extremely moody and wanted to eat every and anything I could. We were also paired up with another member of the Boots team to pray with. I didn't get the chance to pray with my prayer partner tonight but I know that the prayers of the righteous does avail. And I know that it's through prayer that I will avail.