Prayer

I love prayer. I love the, sometimes, immediate results of prayer. Today was the multi-denominational ecumenical sing along with various faiths to kick off the Christmas season. I have been struggling with a cold with a dry, hacking (non-productive) cough. It has been ugly. My voice has been toast for most of the day. I went, said a prayer, my wife and youngest daughter also said prayers, and I was able to sing without any problems, cracks or negative issues. It was amazing. I felt so humbled that God would listen to me and answer a prayer of mine. Now I know He does, in His time and way, but this was kind of an immediate, almost selfish, request and He answered my prayers. He is truly great and he is my Father. Kids have scattered to the 4 corners of the earth again (and 1 never came to have to return) and everyone is safe and getting ready for finals. I am certainly happy that I don't have finals anymore. Prayer, I am sure, will play an even more vital role than it currently does over the next 2-3 weeks as finals approach and are taken. I love talking with my Father. I also love listening when He answers. Prayer, as the hymn goes, is the soul's sincere desire. I know it is mine. I love prayer.