About three and a half years ago, I was in a situation that required me to go to a place of deep trust and faith inside. I don’t tend to be a real “faithful” kind of guy, so this was really new to me. It was a matter of life and death for me – not physically, but emotionally – so I let go and began to trust. And the outcome was truly positive.
Today, I’m on the verge of tapping into that same place within, that place of trust and faith. I’ve been praying. I’ve been talking to God. I’ve been trying to get that faith again.
But I’m struggling. I even asked a question this morning… When I pray, who am I talking to? God who?
And then I remembered what happened three and a half years ago. I prayed. I trusted. And it worked.
I had a similar miraculous experience in 1995 in a different situation.
So today, I remembered these two simple moments when I have trusted in the process and the power of faith… and in prayer… and in God.
I don’t need to know who or what I am praying to. I just need to trust. And to have a little faith.
Yeppers!!!
Todd
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Write a Comment»Hi Todd,
Love you.
Recently – I would find myself crying. In the shower, praying to an almost unknown God – unknown like Oxygen. All around and within me. Invisible but always there. Closer than my breath – yet part of it.
“This wasn’t part of the deal”. “All I want to do is be unconditional love – and give.”
So here I am in Oz, learning how to give in new ways. Learning how to be given to.
Every prayer is heard – as it is felt – even before it is said.
I am alive – I am living – I am love.
All because of the prayer – we are.
Love,
Mr Twenty Twenty
Beautiful… thank you Mr. 20/20!!