Throughout life, I’ve been surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses–people who have continually shown me what it means to show love to all Gods people. My mom has been one of those incredible witnesses. Through her mental illness, she’s never let her faith waiver. She seriously would give thr shirt off of her back to anyone in need. Her example, along with the examples of many, call me to witness to the power of the cross and God’s love for all of us. Jesus came “not to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through it.”
Throughout Lent, my Lenten discipline has been to pray through my Facebook friends list. Today I wrote on the last wall. The requests that my friends and family have trusted me with is incredible. It’s hard to put into words what it means to pray for others. And in return, to have them ask me to pray for them. I’ve witnessed the power of what it means to lift these prayers up to God. There have been times that God has answered these prayers as we have requested but often it’s been in totally different ways.
To be a witness to the very depths of my friends and families prayer requests is extremely humbling. I started this practice to remember what Christ has done for us. I never expected to be transformed by lifting up these prayers, but it’s totally what’s happened.
To watch my friends and family experience relief or joy or whatever in the midst of their lives, I’ve learned that prayer truly can and does make a difference. Are we willing to be cloud of witnesses for one another? Because in doing so, the world can become a much better place.
Prayer's so powerful. It can indeed move mountains.
May you have a meaningful Holy Week.
Truth! Same to you!