Amazed

I am amazed.  Prayer is amazing.  I am flabbergasted.  I have been provided a tool to talk to God.  Hello?!?  That is amazing!  I have been given a tool to petition to God on behalf of little people that are dependent on others to fight for them.  Adoption, yes, I am talking about adoption and I am talking about Ephraim and other children like him that need organs in order to survive and I am talking about the neighbor around the corner that is a complete stranger yet a struggle has been shared in order that I will fight for her.  That I might cry out to God for safe homes for sweet children, for kidneys and other organs to become available to children that are slowly dying, that God will intervene on a strangers behalf and show Himself.

Do you get it?  I don't get it 99% of the time.  I catch glimpses here and there where I get it and you know what?  It knocks me over due to its mightiness.  Due to its extreme power.  Due to the intimacy and the emotion.  Due to love.  Love.  God has been shredding and tearing apart my heart to teach me to love.  To teach me to feel others pain and tangibly too.  To look outside myself and to see that ALL people are created by Him and in His image.  And you know what this does to me?  It throws me into prayer.