We Are Called Upon To Pray…

The past few days, I’ve felt the incessant need to stop and pray. The Holy Spirit moving my heart to pray for safety, strength and for the well being of those around me, as well as for world wide events.

I’m overwhelmed with prayerfulness.

The hand of the Holy Spirit is great as names, situations pop into my mind of people and events to pray for.

Oh, that you would bless me and enlarge my territory! Let your hand be with me, and keep me from harm so that I will be free from pain.” 1 Chronicles 4:10

I pray that the hand of God protect and shield those around me…I pray for Will’s (one of my son’s bestie) father as he goes through treatment for a cancer. I pray for the Holy Spirit’s hands of healing and comfort for this family.

I pray for guidance from the Holy Spirit as my son and his friends make decisions in selecting a college – that they are Christ centred and wise. Please continue to guide them.

Lord God, our Heavenly Father, I pray for the upcoming US midterm elections – that you open the hearts and minds of the American nation as they go to the polls. Your hand guiding them to vote for a party that stands for truth and Godliness.

There is much darkness that belies our world, and once my eyes have been opened, and now that I am “woked”, I cannot turn back.

Words are cheap Lord, if it’s not followed through with action. So I call upon my Lord God, to let me do your works, and use me as a vessel to spread your good works and truths.

The realization that I can make a difference and help those around me through prayer, is humbling. I can add my voice and prayer to rally Jehovah. After all, God has promised He is with us:

For where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them. Matthew 18:20

When I was a child and into my teens, we attended the first Chinese Alliance Church. Whenever I visit Toronto, I look forward to taking my kids to their English Sunday morning service.

It was when I was 6 years old that I first felt the hand of the Holy Spirit. Descending like a dove, I felt His warmth during prayer. I remember witnessing my team leader speaking in tongue. I recall not being afraid, but surprised. Praise be to God❤️

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