Acts 1:13-14
When they arrived, they went upstairs to the room where they were staying.
Those present were Peter, John, James and Andrew; Philip and Thomas,
Bartholomew and Matthew; James son of Alphaeus and Simon the Zealot, and Judas
son of James. They all joined together constantly in prayer, along
with the women and Mary the mother of Jesus, and with his brothers.
Prayer is not a last resort—it is our most powerful weapon.
A newspaper clipping is making the rounds on Facebook that
asks everyone to stop what they're doing at 8pm and pray for our country for
one minute. If we as believers, in the power of prayer to our heavenly Father,
asked for deliverance and safety—imagine the outcome.
At times, I've flung up a prayer in desperation, not
realizing the powerful tool I had at my fingertips. Think about it, we, as fumbling
humans, have the opportunity to speak directly to the Creator of the universe. I
can call on Him any time, and He hears me. That's incredible!
Not only does He hear me, He cares about whatever I'm
asking.
In Acts chapter one, the apostles and followers of Jesus
found themselves in a tough situation. Their beloved teacher and friend had
died. Yes, he rose from the grave, but his closest cohorts found themselves at
a loss. They needed to move forward and establish the church, but were
perplexed about the situation.
They didn't sit around and grumble—they prayed—and
not just a few words aimed toward God, they talked to Him constantly. The folks
who knew and loved Jesus, talked to God all the time, to seek guidance and
direction for their lives and for the church.
These days I find I have much to pray about—folks
who are ill, our military, Christians who are suffering at the hands of evil,
our country and the unrest we all feel, my family and friends, my writing, and
so much more.
God calls me to pray. To seek Him, to talk to Him about the
concerns on my heart. I won't get a better offer.
Pray constantly to the One who listens.