Wednesday, June 20, 2012

romans 1513

how strange.
to pray for someone you've never even met.
it's different when praying for a people group.
the lost in china.
or india.
or africa.
or my backyard.
although faceless, they have an image to me.

but this one is faceless.
with no image.
no name.
no race.
no identity.

and still.
we pray.

for salvation and for a rescue and for curiosity and for love and for two stories to somehow, in god's perfect way, be melding into one. one story that is so braided together you can't tell where each separate one began, only that they were supposed to be one story the whole time.

praying romans 15:13 today
may the god of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the holy spirit.

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