Looking forward to this week with equal measures of trepidation and excitement.

Our church is going through a sermon series on prayer, and we’re corporately setting aside this Monday-Saturday to do some serious hardcore praying. And by serious and hardcore, I mean lots of scheduled prayer time as groups, lots of prayer time on our own, new and old ways of praying, and some various forms of fasting as the Holy Spirit leads.

Friends, can I just tell you that I am in no position to be doing this kind of extra-holy activity at this particular time? I am feeling broken, beat up, tired, afraid, and humbled. (I could really keep the adjectives coming for quite awhile.)

Perhaps you’re thinking, “Hmm… sounds to me like you’re actually right where God wants you at the beginning of a week like the one you’ve described.”

Ha. You got me. Yes.

So, if you think about it, would you pray for our family as we pray? We’ve got so many things we’d like God to swoop in and fix, so we’ll be talking to him about those things. And listening to his ideas (which will, no doubt, be way higher and better than ours).

And we will be bringing him requests of all sorts from many, many people we love. People who are sick and hurting, poor and oppressed, desperate for Jesus and don’t even know it. And on and on and on.

I am expecting God to come very, very near this week. And I expect it won’t always be pleasant. And I expect it will sometimes blow my mind.

If you have a need of any size, shape, or variety, I would love to pray for you. E-mail me here.

Blessings on your week, friend.