When we invite God into our world, he walks in. He brings a host of gifts: joy, patience, resilience. Anxieties come, but they don’t stick. Fears surface and then depart. Regrets land on the windshield, but then comes the wiper of prayer.
The Devil still hands me stones of guilt, but I turn and give them to Christ. Struggles come, for sure. But so does God. Prayer is not a privilege for the pious, not the art of a chosen few. Prayer is simply a heartfelt conversation between God and his child.
My friend, he wants to talk with you. Even now, as you read these words, he taps at the door. Open it. Welcome him in and let the conversation begin!
