Power of Prayer

Hear me when I call, O God of my righteousness: thou hast enlarged me when I was in distress; have mercy upon me, and hear my prayer. Pslam 4:1

Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer. Pslam 61:1

The thing that sucks the most to be so far away from Texas is that I am not there for my family and friends in times of need. It hurts. I want to be there to help, or be near in case I need to help. So I do the only thing I can: pray.

Its cliche, I know. But its the best thing. Even if I was there, I would pray. I feel helpless, but God is watching over those I love, so I ask him for help. A close friend of mine, who I have known for 17 years, has been going through some rough times. She is an amazing woman, with a strength I don't think I could ever have. Yesterday was an important day for her, possibly life changing. I prayed so hard for her, that things would turn out good, that she would get the news she wanted to hear. I watched the clock, praying, and starring at my phone waiting to hear the news. I was so relieved to hear things went well. I didn't need to know details, just that things went well. I praised God that everything went well, maybe better than expected, and there was good news.

That's the power of prayer!