Many times I have caught myself sliding toward a deadly drop, because I am holding onto the burdens of another. All of us have been touched by brokenness and loss in some form or another, during these times we must carry our friends to Jesus, and hand their burdens to him.
It is for this reason that I made a choice some time ago to no longer pray for people...
instead I promise that I will pray with them.
For hope to grow into faith, words must be spoken to God. Words of honesty from the heart of the hurting, to the heart of God. One cannot live on the faith of a friend, we must have our own encounter with God, if our faith is to grow and flourish.
At the home where we now live, the front lawn is awash with a flood of tiny white daisies. I watch them, how they begin the day closed, and then as the full sun bathes them, they lift and open their happy faces toward the light.
When we lift our faces to God and pray, his light will overcome us, and even from a place of darkness, we will know his comfort, and presence.
I long to see the faces of others shine like these daisies, raising their heads and dancing in the light.
And so I will pray with you, and wait for God to do the rest.