Intent
Today was another good day. It was busy, long, but productive. I hope that each of yours was the same. Make sure that you take time to think of those things that you have blessed with. I know that I have.
I rode my bike this morning. I did not think I was going to make it to work in time. We all woke up a little late this morning. Middle man needed a ride. I was walking out the door at the same time. I put my stuff down and gave him a ride. I flew home and jumped on my bike. I made it in record time. It almost killed me, but I made it. It was a good ride. I spent the entire time talking to the Lord.
I have been thinking about prayer a great deal lately. It seems that every meeting I have been to as of late has talked about prayer. We heard a lot about prayer during conference. I am doing my best to apply those principles to my life right now. One of the key words that keeps coming up is praying with real intent. I have read it, thought about it, and talked about, but the other day, it finally dawned on my. When we pray with real intent, we must be intent on doing something about what we are praying for.
I have thought about that a lot lately. I have reflected about when prayer has been most powerful in my life. My mission. After my mission. For my children. Concerning church callings. I need to have those moments every day.
I was thinking the other day about when I moved to Vancouver, Washington. I was gonig through a rough time in my life. I did not feel like I belonged where I was. I was living at home, but it did not feel completely right. Imagen that after how home sick I was on my mission and wanted nothing more than to return home at times. I had just ended a relationship that was consuming my life. I needed to find myself, but at the same time, I was scared. I still wanted to be with my family, but felt that I needed to move on to other things.
I spent 12 hours driving to Washington. I moved into an apartment with two guys that I had never met. Neither of them shared the same standards I had. I felt a lone. I prayed for guidance. I wanted to succeed. I wanted to do my best. I wanted someone to talk to. This was before cell phones.
I remember praying for these things. I was sincere. I prayed with intent. I had set my mind to doing what ever it took to make it happen. The next day, I ran for class president in my little class. I went to the Young Single Adult activity that week. I went to firesides. I even tried a dance. I was doing something. Things were not going the way I anticipated. I still did not feel like I was moving forward.
I continued praying. I continued trying. Then one Sunday, a young lady tapped me on the shoulder. The rest is history.
I am not saying that this will happen every time, the same way, to every person, but it will happen as the Lord sees fit. This morning, I prayed for guidance and safety. I prayed for my children. I prayed for strength to deal with the personal challenges I face.
On the way home this evening, I was listening to conference talks. Suddenly, I had the feeling that I needed to pay a little more attention to the road. I was where I was supposed to be. However, two semi's were suddenly passing me. I had passed them at the last stop light. Now they were passing me. My attention was drawn to the rear view mirror. I could see the drivers face. I could see the entire trailer in my mind. I watched the mirror. The driver was talking to someone. He was not paying attention to me. Slowly the truck moved over the white line and brushed against me. I did not panic. I was paying attention. Seeing the hook on the end of the trailer in my mind, I pushed myself off the road and twisted. The driver never even noticed what he had done. He slowly veered back into the road. I stayed on my bike and started praying. The cars behind me started passing me in amazement. I knew that I had just been protected.
I listened. I acted. I did not re-act. I was doing what I was supposed to do. It was not what I expected. I did what I could and the Lord took care of the rest. That is the way it happens. We may not understand it, we just have to have faith that it will be taken care of. Come what may, we love it. Pray with intent and then be willing to accept and act accordingly.
I rode my bike this morning. I did not think I was going to make it to work in time. We all woke up a little late this morning. Middle man needed a ride. I was walking out the door at the same time. I put my stuff down and gave him a ride. I flew home and jumped on my bike. I made it in record time. It almost killed me, but I made it. It was a good ride. I spent the entire time talking to the Lord.
I have been thinking about prayer a great deal lately. It seems that every meeting I have been to as of late has talked about prayer. We heard a lot about prayer during conference. I am doing my best to apply those principles to my life right now. One of the key words that keeps coming up is praying with real intent. I have read it, thought about it, and talked about, but the other day, it finally dawned on my. When we pray with real intent, we must be intent on doing something about what we are praying for.
I have thought about that a lot lately. I have reflected about when prayer has been most powerful in my life. My mission. After my mission. For my children. Concerning church callings. I need to have those moments every day.
I was thinking the other day about when I moved to Vancouver, Washington. I was gonig through a rough time in my life. I did not feel like I belonged where I was. I was living at home, but it did not feel completely right. Imagen that after how home sick I was on my mission and wanted nothing more than to return home at times. I had just ended a relationship that was consuming my life. I needed to find myself, but at the same time, I was scared. I still wanted to be with my family, but felt that I needed to move on to other things.
I spent 12 hours driving to Washington. I moved into an apartment with two guys that I had never met. Neither of them shared the same standards I had. I felt a lone. I prayed for guidance. I wanted to succeed. I wanted to do my best. I wanted someone to talk to. This was before cell phones.
I remember praying for these things. I was sincere. I prayed with intent. I had set my mind to doing what ever it took to make it happen. The next day, I ran for class president in my little class. I went to the Young Single Adult activity that week. I went to firesides. I even tried a dance. I was doing something. Things were not going the way I anticipated. I still did not feel like I was moving forward.
I continued praying. I continued trying. Then one Sunday, a young lady tapped me on the shoulder. The rest is history.
I am not saying that this will happen every time, the same way, to every person, but it will happen as the Lord sees fit. This morning, I prayed for guidance and safety. I prayed for my children. I prayed for strength to deal with the personal challenges I face.
On the way home this evening, I was listening to conference talks. Suddenly, I had the feeling that I needed to pay a little more attention to the road. I was where I was supposed to be. However, two semi's were suddenly passing me. I had passed them at the last stop light. Now they were passing me. My attention was drawn to the rear view mirror. I could see the drivers face. I could see the entire trailer in my mind. I watched the mirror. The driver was talking to someone. He was not paying attention to me. Slowly the truck moved over the white line and brushed against me. I did not panic. I was paying attention. Seeing the hook on the end of the trailer in my mind, I pushed myself off the road and twisted. The driver never even noticed what he had done. He slowly veered back into the road. I stayed on my bike and started praying. The cars behind me started passing me in amazement. I knew that I had just been protected.
I listened. I acted. I did not re-act. I was doing what I was supposed to do. It was not what I expected. I did what I could and the Lord took care of the rest. That is the way it happens. We may not understand it, we just have to have faith that it will be taken care of. Come what may, we love it. Pray with intent and then be willing to accept and act accordingly.
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