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Hope at Walmart
I’m in Walmart. Everyone looks so hopeless. Eyes are looking at the floor. Elbows down on the shopping cart and bodies leaning over. The carts are creaking under the weight of it.
Blank facial expressions all around. Even the children. I catch myself thinking that these parents are killing their children and don’t even know it. Maybe that thought is a bit strong.
Unhurried for 90 Minutes
My favorite time to talk to God is when I’m riding my gravel bike on one of the many dirt roads that define the 1-mile grids of the Thumb of Michigan. There are no cars, no people, and no distractions. Just pedal the bike, shift the gears to keep that perfect cadence while riding up and down the occasional gentle hill. It’s my perfect time to look up across the farmland and discuss things with God.
My friend Nate says he prays best when alone in the wood shop, making something beautiful from a tree. I’ve heard friends say they like to pray when they have to drive somewhere or while mowing the lawn.
Why do we pray?
“Why do we pray?”
The Bible talks at length about prayer. Fun fact: There are two things that God loves to collect. Prayers & Tears. Meaning every prayer you whisper, sandwiched in between your morning yawns, is intimately collected by God. Your tears are the same. Bottled up and stored as a reminder by our Father that He is deeply connected to both our victories and our agonies. The truth of the matter is that though our earthly bodies are aging, adding more wrinkles, moles, and bald spots than we would care for along the way, our prayers and tears are stored up eternally - they aren’t old news to Jesus.