We prayed together last night before bed, and I’m sad to say that this warrants a blog post. It should be so common, so regular that it wouldn’t be “news.” But lately….well, lately it hasn’t happened like this much. I mean, we pray together all the time: meals, bed-times, car-trips, etc. But we hadn’t prayed like this for a while. I began the time of prayer with confession, saying I was sorry to God that this hadn’t happened for a while. This is on my shoulders as the one who should be “the head,” and I’ve not been leading well of late.
Any way. Prayer was (is!) good. We prayed for each of our kids in detail, asking specifically for wisdom and discernment about how better to parent each one, bringing their own personal struggles before the throne of God. We prayed for each other. We prayed for our marriage. It was great.
I just wish it wasn’t news-worthy.