when a man of action is forced to pray

Learned of some troubling news this evening near the end of my commute home. A family member possibly in danger again. My immediate thought was to turn my car around and start driving. That thought was nixed. Rush hour. Multiple vehicle accident on a major highway, placing a strain on all the alternate routes. But the news demanded action. My action, specifically. Frustrating.

Pray. Cry out to God. Trust him to act. Exchange my weakness for his power.

Within the hour, the fear of immediate danger was past. Hopeful news. Yet deep concern persists.

So,  prayer continues. Into the deep watches of the night.


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