My wife and I are closing in on our first school year with our daughter living somewhere else. As parents to just one child, our daughter Georgia is finishing up her freshman year of college. I lost my dishwasher buddy. Our daughter lost constant feedback and the security that comes with living at home. This season has been full of successes, failures and tons of PRAYER. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
We’ve had to remind ourselves that when everything was closing in, Jesus didn\u2019t isolate or try to handle it on His own. He looked up and talked to His Father<\/a>. It wasn\u2019t a rehearsed or rushed prayer. It was honest, emotional, and deeply personal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Jesus raised His eyes toward Heaven and spoke straight from the heart. He shared what was on His mind, what He\u2019d accomplished, what was still to come. He poured it all out. It was the kind of prayer that reminds me what prayer is really about.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Prayer isn\u2019t about saying all the \u201cright\u201d things or following a script. It\u2019s about a daily relationship. It\u2019s about being with God, talking, listening, even just sitting in His presence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Lately, my wife and I have been reminding ourselves: We don\u2019t have to wait for the perfect time or the perfect words to pray. We just have to show up. God wants to hear from us. He wants connection. Just like He had with Jesus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n So today, I\u2019m choosing to lift my eyes. To talk to my God. To slow down and lean in, because He\u2019s always there – ready to listen, ready to speak, and always ready to love.<\/p>\n\n\n\n