Praying for others has stopped me in my tracks more than a few times.
Whether it was simply not knowing what to pray for or, if I'm honest, lacking the motivation to pray for this person or that person, I crossed them off the list with guilty dismissal and skip to the next.
Hear me out. I wanted to pray. I remembered times in years past when I looked forward to my conversations with God. Times I kept on praying without a single glance at the clock.
My prayer life, however, fluctuated between a willingness to face the fiery furnace with Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego to throwing a pity party right alongside Jonah in the belly of a whale.
Bottom line? My prayer life was in desperate need of an overhaul.
