Susan LaffertySpecific names. Or initials. Scribbled in ink. Indelible. On lined paper in plastic-bound journals bought at the local bazaar.
Thirty years later I’m reading the pages. Details about our encounters with them.
Conversations. Situations.
Prayer requests recorded. Hospitalizations. Heartaches. Crises. Losses. Spiritual confusion.
Pray in the moment.
Thoughts. Whispers. Walking conversations with the Father.
During ordinary, daily tasks.
At home or on the road. In school or at the office.
Wherever we go.
Hesitation.
The soul stutters. Protests weakness.
Earthen vessels live fragile at times.
Trying too hard when it’s time to be still. Waiting too long when it’s time to move.
Resisting when He says speak. Stalling as He calls me somewhere out of my current comfort zone.
