I taught last Sunday on Hannah and her prayer in 1 Samuel 1. It turns out that Hannah’s story is about far more than intensity in prayer.
It is about a woman who poured out her heart to everyone but God. And it is about the change God worked in her when she poured out her heart to Him.
As a cross reference, we looked at Psalm 142—another account of someone who poured out his heart to God. This time, it was David in a cave.
In the seven verse from Psalm 142, we drew five reasons it is wise to pour out our hearts to God.
1. Because God hears
I cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication. I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.—verses 1–2
Even when you pour out your heart to a friend, she may or may not accurately interpret the cry of your soul. God always hears, always understands, always listens with compassion. Continue reading
Without a doubt, they were these:
“I’m praying for you.”
And to think, the friend who said them actually apologized! She said, “I wish I could say something really wonderful, but…”
Suffice it to say, she did say something really wonderful. Because I know she meant it.
Who have you sincerely prayed for today?
We didn’t eat sugar in our house growing up. But we did eat cloves. Okay—we didn’t eat cloves; I did.
It all started when my mom gave them to us in church (instead of breath mints) to help us stay awake. She recommended that we suck on them, which my sisters did; but I found they were much more effective when chewed.
Years later, in college, I found I was often struggling to stay awake during class and even at work. With a very full schedule, sleep was at a premium. I remembered the value of cloves, and I filled a small container to keep on my person. It really helped—even if some people did make fun of my odd habit. I always offered they could try one, but they usually declined. At least I could stay awake—when I really needed to!
But the ultimate in clove-eating came this week when I ate them…because I was hungry! I was waiting on someone for lunch and experiencing starvation-like pains in the meantime. (Well, maybe not starvation-like, but pretty severe!)
In desperation, I searched my desk drawers for something…anything…to eat, and that is when I saw my old container of cloves. And, yes, I ate them—not just one or two, but probably fifteen or twenty. (Incidentally, I found that cloves have a way of warming your stomach on the inside—quite helpful for short-term hunger control!) Continue reading