Women who faithfully pray still get sick. Life still disappoints. Children cause grief, husbands lose jobs or much worse, lose interest in marriage.
Yet these women still pray.
By praying, they know, “In all their distress he too was distressed, and the angel of his presence saved them. In his love and mercy he redeemed them; he lifted them up and carried them all the days of old” (Isaiah 63:9).
A cross, whose message offers life and hope to all who pray, believing.
Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according the Scriptures (1 Corinthians 15:3-4).
This is more than a sign speaking hope. The proceeds from its sale help provide for people in need.
If someone is poorly clothed and lacking daily food and you say, “Go in peace, be warmed and filled, without giving them the things needed for the body, what good is that?” So also faith by itself, if it does not have good works, is dead (James 2:16-17).
Let your faith produce prayer, and your prayer produce good deeds.
A cluster of daffodils looks like people longing to be free.
You can find true freedom during lockdown. If the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed (John 8:36).
That is why we pray.
A Bleeding Heart Plant. Their name speaks pain, but the exquisite flowers are beautiful.
The God to whom we pray heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds (Psalm 147:3).
An early evening sky over Lake Michigan inspiring praise.
God’s Spirit made the heavens beautiful . . . These are just the beginning of all that he does, merely a whisper of his power (Job 26:13-14).
One yellow daffodil outside a brick building. Alone.
When you are alone, remember God has said: “I will never leave you or forsake you (Hebrews 13:5).”
He is always there to hear your prayer.
Ferns, wilted hydrangeas and purple pansies. Like wildflowers we bloom and die. The wind blows and we are gone (Psalm 103:15-16).
Lord, teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom (Psalm 90:12).
