Morning

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

I’ve just realised what I need to pray for, for me, selfishly for me. I’m praying for somebody who will share my excitement, who will not make me feel like a blithering idiot when I talk about God, someone who will get in there with me in adoration and praise. Not a teacher, or instructor, or a follower, just someone who will get in there with me, grubbing around in the delight and the mess and the joy of prayer and silence. No answers, no lessons, no format, except love. No structure except surrender, no ritual except submission. Pray with expectation, because God can do all things… I’m standing by!