Outside, the sky has that grayish tint that could fool me into thinking it’s four o’clock, when really it’s just eight in the morning. Drizzle falls on the pavement and sidewalk and shaking leaves—they are holding on for dear life.
What does Monday hold? Are we walking out of our houses full of life, or are we barely opening our eyes, anxious and frustrated already, though the week has just begun?
Again, I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything you ask for, it will be done for you by my Father in heaven. For where two or three come together in my name, there I am with them.
Matthew 18:19, 20
I’ve been contemplating prayer a lot lately, and I’ve been doing it more. Slowing myself down, turning off my cell phone, and praying. For healing, for change, for whatever crosses my mind. But when I read a verse like the one above, I have to stop and ask myself — do I really believe it? Do I really believe that God would do anything two of us ask for? And then I stop again and wonder, when was the last time I got together with someone and truly asked God for something?
What would we ask for? What would we agree on? Is there anything I need from God that he hasn’t already richly provided? But then again, maybe the point here isn’t the answered prayer. Maybe the point is to come together, and for God to be there with us.
There I am with them.