As a little girl, I would wake up from vivid dreams with a specific person on my mind. Sometimes that person was an immediate friend, other times I hadn't seen that person in years. Just the same, my mom encouraged me to pray for that person, suggesting that God had placed them on my heart for a reason.
I had a great prayer life as a little girl.
Since then, my prayer life has gone through seasons. As I've shared before on this blog, my prayers have been lacking as of late. I've gotten rather lathargic, uttering off quick prayers, but not really spending substantial time before the throne of God.
I really think God has been using my restless nights to draw me towards Him once again.
He's bringing people to mind so that once again I can explore this gift of intercession that has always been upon my heart.
He's reminding me how wonderful and powerful prayer really is.
He's using these last weeks of pregnancy, when I'm moving a little slower and not doing as much around the house, to draw me back spiritually to the place I belong. At His feet, day and night, praying for dear ones in my life.
What a wonderful lesson.
“And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints” (Ephesians 6:18 NIV).