I woke up early to pray and wouldn’t. I don’t know why I wouldn’t pray. I found 1000 reasons to not pray. I didn’t have to be to work until noon and wanted to devote a portion of the morning to prayer. Instead, I looked at the front page of the paper and then I washed some dishes, started a load of laundry, answered email and began a small project.
None of these things were urgent. Last night, when I went to bed, I had every intention of waking up early to pray, but I couldn’t. Wouldn’t?? Ugh!
What is wrong with me? Like the apostle Paul, “what I am doing, I do not understand; for I am not practicing what I would like to do, but I am doing the very thing I hate.” (Romans 7:15). Why is it so hard to pray some days?
I summoned all of my strength and finally sat down to pray. Immediately, I realized the folly of my morning. I felt a strange mixture of consolation and remorse as I prayed my opening petition, “Lord I acknowledge you in all my ways, make straight my path. (Prov. 3:6) Walk before me, behind me, surround me with your presence and most importantly, walk through me.”
As I finished my prayer time, I realized that I had wasted the morning. By not praying first, my work was only my work. I missed the opportunity of allowing him to establish the work of my hands for His glory.
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