Prayer: With Open Hands

open_hands.jpgI am a part of a wonderful church.  Flaws?  Shortcomings?  Things that can drive me batty?  Oh yes.  But, I am a part of a wonderful church.  I love the church — flaws and all.  I am sure they love me — flaws and all.

 
Several weeks ago, I told our church about an opportunity I had to teach in a graduate school at a Christian college (basically a seminary).  I would be teaching ministry courses.  I asked our church to pray about it.  Several weeks later (today), I thanked the church for their prayers and told them that I was declining the offer.  Things had just not come together.  I believe this is the right decision.  I also believe it is an answer to prayer.

 
Meanwhile, the past few days I have been praying for my daughter who is in Ghana working at the Village of Hope.  She is with twenty-five college students.  When I first began praying for her, I primarily prayed for her safety, her comfort, her peace at times when she was lonely and discouraged, etc.  All of that is understandable for a father who is praying for his daughter.  The problem was that prayers never really dealt with what was most important in her life or in the kingdom of God.

 
Several days ago, I began to also pray that her ministry, with the other college students, would make a significant difference in someone’s life.  I prayed that the gospel would be spread in Ghana.  I prayed for Village of Hope and their ministry with those children.  

 
A few minutes ago, we received the first e-mail from her since arriving in Ghana a week ago.  She said that she was writing from the only "non-mud hut building in the whole town."  This town or village was 17 hours from the Village of Hope.  She described northern Ghana as a place where "everyone is Muslim."  Hmmmm.  She is thinking about much more than her comfort or peace.  Maybe her dad should as well.

 
Finally, I am thinking and praying about the future.  I am free to think about the present and future because right now, I have everything I need.  (I don’t mean this in a glibe way.)  Rather, I mean that God really does give us everything we need for a completely satisfying relationship with him. 

 
You have probably heard more than you have interest in knowing.  Yet, I would be very interested in knowing what you are praying for.  What is the prayer of your heart that is repeated again and again?