Power of prayer

Things have been a little crazy at my job the past few days.

So crazy that I woke up at 3:30 yesterday morning and couldn't go back to sleep.

I lay in bed tossing and turning along with 5 bazillion thoughts running through my head for what seemed like a sweet forever, when finally the best idea made it's self known.

PRAY! Just be still and pray is what I really heard.

And so I laid there, light as a feather, stiff as a board, oh wait wrong age and time period, still as a board and heavy like a ton of bricks, and prayed.

When I finished, I glanced at the clock to see how much longer I had before the alarm went off and realized that I had been praying for an hour! And then the rain started and slept so peacefully for the next hour till the alarm went off.

During my time with God, I asked him to calm me, to settle my soul, to love me, and guide me.

I asked him this again during the day at work and you know by the end of the day, prayers were answered. I left work with a calm feeling, a peaceful feeling that God was in control of everything and all would turn out according to His plan.

I think I have prayed more this year than any other. Things this year were challenging. Character building. And knew I couldn't do it with out God. He made himself and His wishes for me so apparent, it felt as if He was there next to me telling me go here, do this. Say this and ask for that.

And I know with out a shadow of a doubt that God answered my prayers. And things always turn out the way He wants them to!