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Reckless Love

Reckless Love

I have been listening to this song on repeat. It just speaks straight to my soul and makes me want to throw my hands in the air and twirl down the street in careless abandon. It sums up all the best parts of my day, which were really just the various ways God has revealed his love and faithfulness.  


Here's just one example: 

I was reading a book about intercessory prayer (coyly titled Intercessory Prayer ) and the chapter I was on was about praying for protection, "building a boundary of protection " -- the same Hebrew word used for intercession, paga, also means "boundary." 

The author shares several stories of himself or other close friends being promoted into prayer, and how those prayers were answered in some remarkable (and a little frightening) ways. The take home message was "If the Spirit prompts you to pray, do it. Stop whatever you're doing and just do it, just pray."  <--Nike slogan for the Lord

The secondary message, but the recurring theme in this book, is that prayers matter. Always.

So, I stopped what I was doing to pray for people's protection, and specifically I felt like I needed to pray for safety for myself in my apartment (as well as for my mind which has lately been struck with anxious thoughts). Long story short, as I was laying in bed, I felt my kidneys hurting. Because I had kidney stones as an 8th grader, I'm very sensitive to kidney pain, which nowadays means I'm dehydrated. 

To get out of bed or to not get out of bed? That is the question.  

I begrudgingly did, and even though the lights are off, I see a glow coming from the kitchen. I move toward it and flip the light switch--I'd left a candle burning on my (wooden) kitchen table. 

Can you imagine if I'd slept the whole night while it burned? That's so unsafe! Anyway, it just seemed like such an immediate affirmation of the need to pray for protection and safety for ourselves and others.  

Notable other things: 

my couch surfer and I ate a delightful breakfast and she uncovered more things of the past,   

starting the Sabbath with walk-and-talk with Sheri

chasing sunsets  

protectoon from an apartment flour  


Go with the Flow

Go with the Flow