When I first started writing in my journals roughly five years ago, I wrote people’s names down and prayed for them. I remember because I just saw some old journals and the names. I stopped doing it that way. I do not remember why.
A night or two ago, I wrote about two pages of prayer for some people This was different than when I first wrote names. It was quite an experience. I would love to do this sort of thing more often but it seems that I would lose interest (that is sad I know). I’m not even sure why I started writing these prayers when I did but I could not stop until they were complete.
You know when God gives you things to do. It is so cool. Don’t worry. If you think I lost it, then you should know I never really had it to begin with.