Moment by moment, I listened quietly to God’s messages of love. It was a yielding, a letting go of human struggling and striving, but not in a fatalistic way. It was more like handing the problem over to a loving parent.
If I feel as if I’ve lost my joy, I go looking for it! And I keep searching until I find it. I pray about joy, for myself and for the world. Joy comes from knowing God, loving God, and being grateful for God’s love for all.
People in Ethiopia, where I am living, are being internally displaced because of an escalating civil war, and some are fleeing to neighboring countries. I have been praying because I have been deeply distressed by the magnitude of this problem and what I have been hearing in the news and in the community around me.
After he became a teenager, this author began to dislike attending Sunday School and didn’t want to go back. But it was more than a shift in class dynamics that changed his attitude; it was a spiritual breakthrough.
When you think of prom, going alone might not exactly rise to the top of your list of things to look forward to. But for this author, it turned out to be not just a positive experience, but also an empowering spiritual lesson.