I woke up this morning before 5:00.  Not unusual.  As I slowly became aware, I felt anxious.  And I knew why.

The last couple of days, I have let my prayer time get squeezed.  I have prayed but not as long or as much as I need.  I have discovered that I begin to come apart if I do not spend enough time praying.

I do not usually know before beginning how much time that means.  Only after I have been praying can I feel God release me.  The last couple of days, I have not waited for that.  I have just run through my lists and moved on.  Not healthy.

So…today…as I woke up… I felt God drawing me back.  Thank you, Father, for pulling on me and not letting me go.  I write this as I begin my day and my prayer time.  I look forward to this time.  I need this time.

And, thank you, HBC family for giving me the time I need.  Thank you for allowing us to hire a Director of Operations to remove much of the administrative load.  (Todd is meeting with the fire inspector while I am in my study!) Now, I have greater freedom to spend more time like this.  A difference-maker…

I will spend time today with the audacious prayer cards you brought to the altar last Sunday.  I will pray because of the increased movement of the enemy in conflict with our praying.  The Holy Spirit is stirring, and I will spend time trying to listen to the Spirit speak to me.

Pray Ephesians 1:17 for me: “I keep asking that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the glorious Father, may give you the Spirit of wisdom and revelation, so that you may know him better (NIV).” This verse stuck in that special way recently.  My great desire is to know him better.