Goers don't even realize we still have
Such a group.
But there are usually about a dozen of us who
Meet each week to pray.
I couldn't gather with them for several years
Because of caring for Jack, and
When he was gone I hesitated to go back.
Who would be there?
Would I feel at ease?
But I tested the waters and joined the
Small band of believers.
Now, I won't miss.
I need to pray,
Not just by myself but with others too.
It's not easy.
Jesus grieved that His disciples couldn't
Stay awake to pray with Him.
I wonder if it grieves Him that our
Group is so small.
Perhaps not.
He began with twelve.
But the twelve multiplied.
How do we convince others to join us.
We can't.
Instead of twisting arms, I've decided to
Go directly to the Source, "Break our hearts, Lord.
Bring the trials.
Do whatever it takes for us to see the
Need to pray."