Hour of Prayer

For the last year or two years (I don't honestly remember) I've been apart of the hour of prayer event at my church. If you don't go to SunRise or you don't know what the hour of prayer is, the hour of prayer is where every hour of every day in October someone is in the prayer room at church. 

Our 11th and 12th small group leader, Steve Biernbaum, challenged us at the beginning of October to sign up for a slot in the prayer room sometime over the month. My heart was set on doing it but as many of you know October was insane to say the least. 

As the month unfolded Steve would greet us each week asking if we did the hour of prayer yet. In the midst of my craziness I honestly blew off the idea and just nodded along like "yeah I'm going to sign up later". 

This all leads up to this past Wednesday at small group. My mom had to be at parent teacher conferences so when my small group wrapped up I still had to wait for my brother. I was walking around the lobby area of the church and just to kill time I looked at the online sign ups to see which shifts were open (they're generally the 1 am, 2 am and 3 am time slots). I also like seeing which people sign up for the crazy early time slots. I saw that there were time slots open at 10 pm Friday and some mid day slots on Oct. 31 itself. I didn't sign up because I was still pondering whether or not I wanted to, and my brother walked out of the classroom. After thinking about it on the drive home, I ended up signing up for 3 pm on Saturday, October 31.

I walked in for my hour of prayer not knowing what to expect. The first thing I did was say an initial prayer for the hour to be used as reflection. Then I read the prayer journal and wrote around a page and a half in it myself. There was a side table with various little books and I picked a smaller one up and randomly opened it. 

I was greeted with this page.

You can click on the picture to make it bigger so you can read it, or zoom in
It's funny how God works like he does. My entire life in October was me worrying so much about the future and things that weren't even happening. When I opened this page I was reassured that God was with me throughout everything I went through the past month and for the challenges I face ahead.

I don't want the moral of the story to be wait until the last minute to do the hour of prayer, but make time to participate in it. I know a lot of people's goal was to dedicate one hour a week and that's awesome. The hour of prayer is so powerful and if you didn't have the chance to be apart of it this year, I hope you can next year.

Until next time,
Taylor xx

Ps: Thank you Steve

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