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A Man of Prayer

            I want to be a man of prayer.  Too many times have I heard the phrase, “I’ll be praying for you” or “I’ll make sure to keep you in my prayers.”  Unfortunately, the phrase has been uttered from my mouth way too many times.  The problem with the phrase is that it isn’t true in most cases.  I may not end up praying for the person!
            I think this goes for a lot of people today. These phrases have been used in place of a simple, “I hope you feel better” or “I’m sorry to hear about that.”  People now say they are going to pray for someone, but are they really doing it?!
            I have been convicted of this more times than not as of late.  It is time to change this.  Whether it be praying for the person right then and there or writing down the prayer request in a journal, I need to change this often empty promise.
            I can remember a time when I kept a small prayer journal with me at all times and I would write different requests in it as I would hear them.  Then, either at lunch, during my quiet time, or before bed, I would pray for those requests.  Sadly, I have used my work and family as an excuse to say I don’t have the time to dedicate to this.
            “NO MORE,” I say!  It is time to get on my knees whether literally or figuratively before the Lord and pray for my brothers and sisters in Christ.  I don’t want to be a person that spouts off empty phrases of “I’ll be praying for you” but rather a man that is truly devoted to prayer!


“The LORD is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth.” –Psalm 145: 18

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