God’s Gift

Matthew 18:5

“Whoever receives one such child in my name receives me.” 

 Thought for the Day:  When we receive God’s gift.

“Are you still interested in adopting another baby?” were the words we heard when we answered the phone.  Hannah’s Hope was the adoption agency for the Memphis Conference of the United Methodist Church and they were calling.  We had been on the waiting list for sometime, but were still in awe when the call came.  “There was a baby boy born last night. Would you be interested?”  Our thought was “Of Course!”.  We were very interested but asked if we could take some time to pray about it and to call them back later.  We prayed as soon as we got off the phone that God would give us a sign either way.  I was 49 at that time and Mark was about to turn 52.  We had already promised our 6 ½ year old, Nathaniel that we would take him swimming at a friend’s house so we wanted to fulfill that promise.  We had a great time at our friend, Elizabeth’s, home to swim and headed home on a curvy road that led home.  As we drove, we were quiet and thinking about that sweet baby boy.  Then it happened, Mark gasped!  Thinking there was something wrong, I asked him what was wrong.  He said, “Nothing…He was born ON YOUR BIRTHDAY!”  At that moment, that very moment, we said, “We are supposed to adopt that baby.”  God had given us a sign, a VERY STRONG DEFINITE SIGN, that we were to adopt that baby.  We made it home and immediately called to say we would adopt that baby boy.

Twelve days later, after finishing the adoption papers and making arrangements, we held that baby boy in our arms.  That baby boy, our Jonathan Walker, came into our lives and fulfilled our desire and God’s plan for our lives with children.  My birthday gift has brought such precious experiences to our lives and his love for everyone has shown clear.  There is a special time every year when Jonathan and I share our birthday together.  And, on that day every year, we praise God for the gift He gave 9 years ago.  God has blessed us with two children who are caring and loving to all they meet.  Just this week at Lake Junaluska, I heard from many how our boys were kind in holding doors for people as we walked in buildings, and were considerate to those near them.  As one person said, “In today’s world to see young men so considerate of others is rare.”  I am proud of my two boys…that 6 ½ year old who welcomed a new little brother those 9 years ago and to that 9 year old who brought God’s gift to us.  Thank you, God, for our precious gifts…Nathaniel means “Gift of God” and Jonathan means “God’s gift.”

Prayer:  Thank you, God, for the precious gift of children.  We have been blessed with these two boys who are precious to us and we never take for granted that it was You who gave these gifts to us. 

Prayer Focus:  Adoption

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When is God Close

Job 12:7-10

“But ask the beasts and they will teach you;  the birds of the air, and they will tell you;  or the plants of the earth, and they will teach you; and the fish of the sea will declare to you.  Who among all these does not know that the hand of the Lord has done this?  In his hand is the life of every living thing and the breath of all mankind.”    

Thought for the Day:  God gives us the favorite things.

Today, I took another one of my walks at the park.  I love taking walks in the park – I never know what I am going to find.  Some days I hope to see animals and other days I want to see unusual plants that I have not seen before.  Most of the time I just pray that God shows me something special.  When I pray that, I know I will not be disappointed.  I have learned through the years of camera walking, that I cannot depend on something being perfect – nothing is really perfect.  I have learned through the years of camera walking, that I can find something perfect, whether it be a plant or animal, in the imperfect world.

Today was no exception.  Did I get great pictures of the Great Blue Herons nesting a hundred yards from me? No – saw them but the pictures were blurry.  Did I catch the perfect pictures of the geese flying over the lake? No – saw them but the pictures just didn’t turn out.  But did I catch the perfect pictures of the imperfect dragonflies and a butterfly?  Maybe not perfect, but enough to make my day.  Did I get the many pictures of a Great Blue Heron up close?  Oh, yes, again not perfect but I believe it was God’s gift to me today.  When that moment comes, we just have to take it in and go with the fluttering heart that God gave us in such a gorgeous sight.

My heart is touched in some way every time I go to the park.  God gave me the park nearby and I can’t thank Him enough for moving me to such a beautiful place to see His nature.  Sometimes it is seeing something special, sometimes it is taking a special picture, and sometimes it is meeting new friends along the way.  Mostly, it is a time that I feel God is near – I can guarantee that when I am at the park, I can feel Him so close that I feel I can touch Him.  Thank you God for the gift of the park.

Prayer:  Dear God, thank you for giving us beauty around us and for placing us in special places to see you more.  You draw near to us in unexpected ways and in unexpected places.  Thank you for letting us feel you near.  Amen

Prayer Focus:  Those who enjoy walks in the park.

God Knows, God Knows

Philippians 4:6-7

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made to God  And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Thought for the Day:  God knows.

What a precious day!  A day I have needed for so long.  We woke up and spent the morning as a family at our church’s “Above All/Love All”, our UMC Mission Event.  Three hours of spending time with my husband and two sons, all making Easter bags and cards together.  I spent most of my time with my oldest son, Nathaniel, decorating Easter Bags.  It was a blessing beyond understanding to be there with him.  Mark spent his time in another part of the room with Jonathan, helping him decorate the bags.  After that, our family went out to eat at The Mall of Georgia.  As we left, and as we walked back to our car, I noticed Nathaniel and his Daddy running to see who could make it to the car first.  They did that often when Nathaniel was little.  When they stopped to look at a car in the parking lot, I grabbed Jonathan’s hand and we started running to beat them to the car.  It ended up that Jonathan and Nathaniel tied – and the laughter of Mama and Daddy began.  I sure hope no one was videoing!

When we returned home, and to no one’s surprise, I looked up to see the glorious sky and I headed to the park.  On this day, the beauty of the day overcame me and I decided to walk up in the hills on an Equestrian walk.  On that walk, there was such serenity and the only sounds I could hear were the sounds of nature.  As I walked today, I found there was a smile on my face and a peace in my heart.  God spent His time with me and I am thankful for His company.

Tonight, I have witnessed my husband and youngest son watching a movie with each other as my oldest son began playing his French Horn.  Over the last few months, we have not heard him play his horn as it is difficult for him to get his rented horn home on the school bus.  Knowing he played everyday at school, we knew he was growing in his playing, but the music I heard tonight coming from his room was beautiful, absolutely beautiful, bringing this Mama to pure pride for her beautiful son.

God gave me the day I needed.  Today, my heart is full.  God knows us, you know, and God knows that my heart has been tired.  He knows my emotions seem to be just holding on.  He knows my concerns that surround every mother watching her children growing up.  I am thankful tonight for serenity and peace.  God knows.  God knows.

Prayer:  Thank you, God, for days like this one.  Thank you, God, for the reminder of love, serenity, and peace that comes from spending mission times with family, spending walking time with God, and spending time loving those around us.  You are indeed our awesome God.  Amen.

Prayer Focus:  Those days that are gifts from God.

Mama’s Surprise

Matthew 21:22

And all things you ask in prayer, believing, you shall receive.

Thought for the Day:  Memories

“Donna, did you and Mark find your anniversary gift”, Mama said as she lay very sick with ovarian cancer in her hospital bed.  “No, Mama, I don’t know what you are talking about.” I replied.  “It’s in the guest room closet”, she continued.  As this was one of only a few conversations Mama was able to have in the time of her sickness, we knew it was very important. Later, we drove to Mama’s house and found a beautifully wrapped gift in the corner of her guest bedroom closet.  As we opened the gift, we both teared up because it was obviously planned.  Six months before, my Mama had surprised us by driving to our house with the beginning buildings for a Dicken’s Village.  One by one Mama sent Daddy to the car to bring in another group of buildings from the car.  By the time the gift giving stopped, she had given us ten buildings.  We set up our first Dickens’s Village in our house with those pieces.  So, back to the anniversary gift.  When we opened the gift we saw that she had given us the Dicken’s Village “Kinsington Palace”.  I cried as I realized that Mama had given us a special gift that she would probably never get to see in our village.

This week, we worked hard to put up our Dicken’s Village for the first time in about four years.  As we moved a few years ago, setting up in a new place was questionable and I wasn’t sure where we were going to put it.  My husband and I continued our collection of Dicken’s Village pieces until we had over 50 buildings and who know how many accessories.  We pulled out the boxes of houses from the basement with my son’s help.  As he brought them up, I carefully took each building out of its box and took pictures of each piece where I could remember exactly what I had.  He told me, “Mama, we are missing boxes 3, 4, and 5.” I was a bit nervous when he told me that, but I continued opening the pieces.  Later, I realized why I was nervous, my Kinsington Palace was missing.  We went downstairs and continued looking for the missing boxes, but we couldn’t find them.  As I glanced around in another section of the basement, I spotted boxes 3 and 5 and excitedly pulled them out.  I tore into the boxes, but once again was disappointed…no Kinsington Palace.  We continued the search, but still couldn’t find the missing box.  I realized that I was becoming overly sad because I couldn’t find Mama’s anniversary surprise.  Later, I decided to go downstairs one more time.  As my husband was in the basement working, he overheard me say, “Mama, I would be so excited if you could lead me to Kinsington Palace. God, please help me find that box.”  Seconds later, I looked in a pile of boxes that were in totally a different place.  And, there it was, one misplaced box that had written on the top, “Box 4 of 10”. Thanks, Mama, for bringing me special memories of you as you started me on this Dicken’s Village adventure.  Not being able to find Mama’s gift made this year’s Dicken’s village in the“finding of the gift” again even more special.  We once again found “Mama’s surprise”.

The Dicken’s Village adventure continued as most of the lights did not work after being in storage for those years.  My sweet husband and son worked tirelessly to check the cords and to go in search of new bulbs.  By the time our day, and evening, ended we had the Dicken’s Village completed with all the lights in place.  So, this year’s Dicken’s Village is more special than ever because my Mama, my husband and sons, and God all took part in making it happen.

Wow, that was special.  How excited I was when I found my Kinsington Palace!   In this moment, I am amazed at how quickly I found the missing box almost immediately after I prayed for it to be found.  Why did I wait?  Why did I put off asking God for what I needed?  Aren’t we all like that?  Last week, I received a beautiful message from a dear friend asking me “How do I improve on my prayer life with God?”  Well, obviously I am not so great at it.  But eventually I remember and I pray.  And, when I pray I feel better in whatever circumstance I am going through.  Thank you, God, for answering my prayer….I’m not sure my Mama didn’t give me the nudge to pray.  I wonder…!

Prayer:  Precious God!  Thank you for memories and thank you for reminding us to pray in special ways.  Today I am thankful for surprises that come through prayer.  Amen.

Thanksgiving Memories

Colossians 2:67

As you therefore have received Christ Jesus the Lord, so walk in Him having been firmly rooted and now being built up in Him and established in your faith, just as you were instructed,and overflowing with gratitude.

Thought for the Day:  What are we thankful for?

There is a special moment, actually a lot of moments, when I remember our family traveling to my grandmother’s house.  I don’t remember any arguments before we got in the car to travel.  I don’t remember the fights in the car, although I am sure there were many.  I do remember the drive, trying to sleep or trying to entertain myself in some way.  Counting mile markers on the interstate, for one.  I remember my daddy  turning onto Brunswick Road because I knew we were almost there?  Then, I remember driving into the driveway.  Sometimes we drove in from the Brunswick Road driveway and other times taking the backroads and driving in the back driveway from Davis Plantation Road.  I always looked at the other cars, and their license plates to see which cousins were already there.  Weakley County meant that Kay, Joy, Ron, and Ann were already there.  Madison County meant that my cousins Amy and Debbie were there.  Crockett meant that Alonda, Alecia, and Reid had already arrived.  Cousins Keith, Joanne, and Vikki were always there because they lived near my grandmother. My cousin, Dan, was already working in Memphis so he would drive up in his MG which all of us thought was pretty cool. Wait, a lot of memories have already been mentioned, but the best Thanksgiving memory has not.

“Mama Ed”, my grandmother would always come to the door to greet us when we entered.  My little 4’ 9” Mama Ed had the most precious hug and we knew we were welcomed.  That was Thanksgiving!  That was Thanksgiving!  Going on in, we were welcomed by the hugs from all of our aunts and uncles.  Sitting with the other children during the meal was precious and I remember having the time of my life.  As we ate, I remember watching my brothers, who were both in wheelchairs, sharing time with the cousins nearer their ages.  There was a normalcy there that was special as they were totally a part of conversations and stories.

So much is gone now as many of my family, young and old, have passed away.  But I have those special memories that flow into my mind around this time of year.  My husband and I have a lot of memories of Thanksgivings  and tear up as we think of those who are no longer with us.  We weep each year as we make decisions on what we are going to do on THIS Thanksiving.  New traditions with our own two sweet boys have begun, but some of the new traditions are that we do something different each year, depending on other’s schedules.   Tomorrow, we will travel 2 ½ hours to the mountains to visit my sweet cousin, Teresa.  We found each other about three years ago and I am excited to meet another part of my family.  My husband is excited as we finally made a decision and that he has already found a love for Teresa and her husband.  Our boys love their “Aunt Teresa” now and look forward to walking into a house full of love.

Thanksgiving is giving thanks for where we are in the present, but remembering the past.  Thanksgiving is giving thanks to God for putting us in the places He moves us, and knowing that it was God’s hand that led us right where we are.  Thanksgiving is finding a way to give thanks even when circumstances are not perfect.  Thanksgiving is giving thanks IN all circumstances.  Happy Thanksgiving.

Prayer:  Our Father in Heaven!  Thank you for memories of Thanksgivings past.  Thank you for new memories we make during Thanksgivings present.  Be with all our family members and friends who are hurting and grieving those who are no longer with us.  Be with those who are sick and need to feel your arms around them.  Be with those who are not happy and help them feel your love.  All this we pray this Thanksgiving, Amen.

In

1 Thessalonians 5:16-22

Rejoice always, pray constantly, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.  Do not quench the Spirit, do not despise prophesying, but test everything; hold fast what is good, abstain from every form of evil.

Thought for the Day:  Rejoice, Pray, Give Thanks.

Sometimes it is good to listen intently on a good sermon that talks about how we should be with other people and honestly how we should be with ourselves.  Yesterday, although I will not get it right, was one of those sermons.  Throughout my life I have lived an amazing amount of tragedy and grief.  If I looked back at every part, I would be so overwhelmed that I wouldn’t function.  I thank God for giving me enough space between the times of grief that I could find joy and peace.  I thank God that in between the times of sorrow, I had times of pure elation.  I thank God that through my times of sorrow, people were placed in front of me who would get me through the next period of my life.  But I look at friends around me who just can’t seem happy and can’t get past events that placed them in low places.  I feel for them as it seems that they feel that everyone is against them instead of looking at those around them as answers to prayers.

Yesterday’s sermon was based on Paul’s Letter to the Thessalonians:  “Rejoice always, pray constantly, and give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”  Hurricanes, floods, and fires have seemed to sweep across the world recently.  There is not a day that goes by that some tragedy isn’t shared in the news.  Most recently, we have read and viewed stories about the devastation of fires in California.  Before that, there was the hurricane that swept across Florida.  And Paul is saying, “Rejoice always, pray constantly, and ‘GIVE THANKS IN ALL CIRCUMSTANCES”? “Really!”  I have always struggled with this but as Pastor Jeremy Lawson preached yesterday, he brought out that tiny preposition in the midst of these words.  The word was “in”, that tiny word, “in”.  That word in changes what we think we are hearing to a more doable instruction from Paul.  “Rejoice always”.  In my life, I have been able to see the little things around me that help me rejoice…those times after a tragedy when it was obvious that God was standing right beside me – standing in a visitation line and feeling God giving me the names and memories of those who came to give their respects.  I rejoice that God was right beside me.  “Pray constantly”.  In my life, I have prayed a lot.  I learned from an early age that praying in all circumstances is what gets me through.  Now, if you ask me if I always remember to pray when things are going on around me, I would honestly have to say “no”.  If you ask me if I feel more at ease when I do remember to pray, that would be a definite “yes”.  But “Give thanks in all circumstances”!  That is a tough one.  When my sweet husband was hurt by a group of people in a most hurtful way, how could I give thanks?  It took years and there is still a bit of hurt when we look back.  How can you give thanks when so much hurt comes?  There it is…that tiny word “in”.  That word is not “for”, it is “in”.  Paul is not asking us to give thanks “for” circumstances.  He is asking us to give thanks “in” all circumstances.  That one is actually easy.  I can be thankful for people who came into my life during the tragic times in my life.  I can be thankful for the words of scripture and devotions that I have read.  I can be thankful that because of so much pain, I began to write.  I can be thankful that because of an unexpected move, I began to take pictures.  I am thankful for all these things and that my family is in “God’s place” because of His plan for us after the pain.  So, yes, “Rejoice always, pray constantly, and give thanks in all circumstances” – thanks Paul.  Those are great instructions for us, even…especially in the times we live in.

Prayer:  Our precious heavenly Father!  What a great day it is when we hear a sermon that gets our minds thinking and our hearts moving.  Thank you that through a sermon, words we think are there in front of us are actually changed to what is actually there.  Help us follow Paul’s instructions to “Rejoice always, pray constantly, and give thanks in all circumstances”. Amen.

My Secret Garden

John 14:27

Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give you; Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.   

Thought for the Day: Through Jesus Christ, we are alive  

I had my first “nothing day” planned as I awoke this morning, earlier than planned but probably the time I needed to arise.  I looked at my husband sleeping peacefully in the bed, I looked at my eldest son who came home after marching at a ballgame sleeping soundly with promise of sleeping until noon, and my youngest who was awake but very satisfied lying on the couch.  So, I got dressed to take a morning walk for the first time in a long time.

Arriving at the park I found a coolness in the air and I caught myself feeling very excited.  Walking around the lake as the fog was lifting from the cool nighttime brought such peace.  Every corner brought beauty and more peace.  Then my decision time came as I came upon the fork in the path where I had to choose the normal path or a dirt equestrian trail.  As I looked toward the entrance I simply said, “My Secret Garden” as the sun shown so beautifully through the trees in the entrance.  As I walked the equestrian trail I found a peace in my heart that I have not felt in a while, then I began praying.  I found myself praying out loud as I walked.  I prayed about my job and for friends who seem to be having struggles, I prayed for my family – speaking specific prayers for each person, and I prayed for continued peace after the walk ended.  Such peace has been missing from my everyday life for so long that all I want is the peace of the walk to continue.

So, what did I learn along the way today?  Peace is available to us through our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.  And He wants that peace for each of us.  That peace I felt entering the park and seeing all the beauty in my path brought me peace for a few minutes.  The peace I felt when I entered “My Secret Garden” because God shown his light through those trees to the entrance put me on a spiritual high.  The peace I felt as I prayed out loud to God about my loved ones and circumstances was so powerful.  Visiting with and then walking with a precious friend sharing in conversation brought such peace to me – my prayers are now shared directly for her as she shared with me about her personal illness.

Leaving the park is normally peaceful but today brought even more peace, as it feels coming home from a “Mountaintop” spiritual retreat, it takes a while to feel back to normal.  Today, I am still on that retreat so many hours later.  Thank you, God for taking me on my personal spiritual retreat.

Prayer:  Father God, you are awesome and you are good!  Thank you for taking us on peaceful spiritual retreats.  Thank you for listening to our prayers when we take the time of silence to share them with you.  Please be with us as we find peace in a somewhat unpeaceful world.  We can find that peace only in you.

Prayer Focus:  Needing to feel God’s peace

Taking in God’s Beauty…in 90 Degree Heat

Psalms 96:11-12

Let the heavens be glad, and the earth rejoice; let the sea roar, and all that fills it;  let the field exult, and everything in it!  Then shsall all the trees of the wood sing for joy. 

Thought for the Day:  God’s beauty brings the heart peace. 

So, in an attempt to take a walk at the park, I decided to take my youngest son with me to let him ride his bike.  Not too long into the walk, he began to complain that it was too hot and he wanted to go home.  Truthfully, it was very hot at 90 degrees, so it didn’t surprise me too much.  So we turned around and walked back to the car.  That few moments in the park, however, got my heart going and strengthened my desire to go back.   During the afternoon hours, I spent time doing some chores around the house, but my heart kept calling me back. As I looked at the forecast, and realized the temperature was not going to go down much before sunset,  I decided to go to the park anyway.  In the 90 degree heat, I walked.

As I entered the park, I immediately began taking in the beauty around me.  The animals, being much smarter than I, seemed to be taking their late afternoon rests so they were not in eye shot.  But, beauty still remained.  There, in front of me at every corner, was the natural beauty that God put in place “just for me”.  And I took it in…every leaf, every flower, every tree, and every view of the mirrored lake in its stillness. It was hot, oh it was hot, but God’s gift shown through.  Reflecting on that walk, my heart still races and calls me back.  There is a place in my life where I can forget anything other than what God is calling me to remember.  There is peace, perfect peace, in seeing God in the beauty around us.

Prayer:  Father God, thank you for leading us to perfect peace in the beauty around us.  You, in all your glory, placed beautiful places in our path to take You into our hearts.  You are our awesome God.  Amen

Prayer Focus:  God’s Beauty

The Hug!

 

1 John 4:7, 4:11-12

Beloved, let us love one another; for love is of God, and he who loves is born of God and knows God.

Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.  No man has ever seen God; if we love one another, God abides in us and his love is perfected in us. 

Thought for the Day:  Show Love to those around you

As a teacher, special moments often happen.  Those moments can happen when a student understands a skill for the first time, or when a friendship relationship happens between students.  One of those surprising moments happened this week as I was standing in my door lining my seven and eight year old students up to go to an activity.  As I stood, I felt a little boy’s arms go around me and he gave me a big hug.  Then, the little boy behind him gave me a big hug.  Then several students came out of the line to hug me.  Finally, my new student of four days, reached her hands out to me from the line.  I walked over to her and as she hugged me, she said, “You are the best teacher in the world.”  My eyes filled with tears and I felt my heart beaming with love for these precious ones.

Looking back over that experience, I began thinking about how many times I reach out for a hug.  I do not do it as often as I should.  I say hello to people and ask how they are doing but I do not reach out for a hug often unless it is one of my own children or husband.  And, how often do I reach to hug my “Teacher, Jesus Christ”?  I talk to Him, I pray to Him, I beg Him, I thank Him but do I “hug” Him?  Today, I want to give Jesus the type of hug I received from so many of my students on Thursday of this week.  I want to give Him a tear of happiness and something that will make His heart beam with love.

Prayer:  Precious Jesus, today I hug you with a hug of love.  So often, You reach to touch me with Your love and so many times I miss it.  You are my Father, my Friend, and my Teacher!  You are my all in all!  So, here it is – a big, loving hug just for you!  Amen. 

Prayer Focus:  A Hug can do wonders!

A Special Place of Prayer

Philippians 4:6-7

 Have no anxiety about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.  And the peace of God, which passes all understanding, will keep your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Thought for the Day:  Pray

My mother shared with me a secret when I was told a story from about 1972.  I have written about it before, but for some reason it holds my heart today.  My mother and my father’s mother traveled to the Holy Land that year, enjoying the time they “walked where Jesus walked”.  During their trip, they made their way to the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem.  As people visit that very special wall, they stick written prayers on little pieces of paper into the cracks.  My mother made her way to the wall and placed a special prayer into the wall and said a special prayer.  She told no one about her prayer and carried on with life.  Through the next twenty or more years, my mother saved money where she could take my father on a Holy Land trip.  Finally, in 1995, she had enough money and they traveled on her dream trip.  That trip, after years of taking care of my handicapped brothers followed by their deaths, finally happened.  Those years in between were filled with physical and emotional strength of my mother as she took care of my brothers’ needs day end and day out. I look back and I remember, and I realize these many years later, what she truly did for these boys.  They died in 1980 and 1983.  The years after they died took their tole on my mother, as she grieved for them.  In 1995 when my mother took my father to the Holy Land, especially to the Wailing Wall, the story of her note from 23 years earlier came to light.  “God, help them not to suffer” was the written on her first note.  On this trip, my mother simply wrote “Thank you”.

Today, as I drive to work, I pray as I travel a particular area of my drive.  As I top one hill, where there is a beautiful view, I begin praying for my family and friends who are going through challenging times.  Often, after saying my prayers on one day’s drive, I will come back the next day and say, “God, Thank You”, because I have seen those prayers answered.  I would love to go the Holy Land someday and specifically the Wailing Wall.  But, for now, I have to make my own prayer place here where I am.  Mine is that portion of my drive.  For my mother, the importance of the Wailing Wall was her prayer.  For me, the importance of that small portion of my drive is my prayer.  For my mother (at the Wailing wall)…”God help them not to suffer”…”Thank you.” For me (on my drive) …”God help them through this hard time”…”Thank you.” God wants to hear from us and He wants to help us through the events in our lives.  We just need to find our place, or our time, to pray.  “God help!”…”Thank you!”

Prayer:  Our Heavenly Father!  We praise You today for helping us through our challenging times and for hearing our prayers each day.  Whether we pray in a special place of travel, or if we pray from right here at home, You hear us.  Thank You, God, for listening and for hearing then answering our every prayer.  Amen.

Prayer Focus:  Prayer