“I will pray for you.” I believe all Christians are familiar with this sentence.
Some nights ago, I dreamed of *Kate, a friend whom I hadn’t talked to in over 10 years. I woke up in shock and had a hard time getting back to sleep. This thought kept me awake for a long time, because Kate was someone I had deeply hurt in my teens.
One morning last summer, I rolled over and looked at my phone. One new message. I smiled. It was from a guy who took me to dinner the night before. I sighed in contentment and sat up.
You bless us when we pray to You, don’t You? In Sunday school, we’re taught to clasp our hands tightly, shut our eyes, bow our heads and pray earnestly for whatever we want.
I have a confession to make: I write self-help books. No “Christian Living category” author ever wants to admit that they write self-help materials. Surely our work is far more important than mere self-help.