Every single time I set out to do anything in my own strength I run out of energy, passion and determination quickly, very quickly.
Today I've worked inside all day, a blessing to be home. One thing I did was re-orgainze my contacts and I am now purging my email. In my email I saw this week's prayer requests from our congregation. The staff gets them every week. As I read down through the list I quickly become discouraged, tearful and nearly overwhelmed. I attempted to read through this list in my own strength. It was more then I could bear the weight of on my own.
I don't mean to make this sound overly dramatic but I felt deeply for each new person with cancer - their life completely changed with this new diagnosis. I was in tears as I read that a friend of our congregation lost a 7 month old child this week and still others prayed for addicted children...I cannot imagine that kind of agony!
It was interesting this hit me so hard today, last night I woke in the night contemplating whether 'more' prayers matter. Isn't that a weird thing to think about? I know God covets our prayers and so I will always pray. We don't have to understand everything - why some prayers are answered the way we pray and some not. I am called to be obedient and follow after God and so I do.
I closed the prayer list after reading through it, and decided I needed to approach the thrown for strength to bear these burdens on behalf of my brothers and sisters in the Lord. I need Him so!