Praying with the Master.

I was overjoyed to catch Georgie over the phone the other day.Needed some help with a paediatric protocol ,had called up Vikram to confirm ,he was in Ooty of all the places and George and Susan happened to be around for their child’s admission, I think.

George being George was not only thorough with the protocol I wanted he offered to pray for me over the phone.Just how many people do we know who do that.I was deeply encouraged.

Bethsheba Eicher is another person who prays with me almost every month over every issue under the sun we grapple with in our respective sphere of work and life.We have been doing this I think for around a decade now.

Praying with each other over the telephone is a great way of staying connected where it matters with people.We talk to many people over the course of the days that flip by-a few witty comments stay on for sometime but the praying with each other leaves a lasting impact in ways we cannot even fathom.’

One time not so long ago I was struggling with some issues at work.Sarah aka,Sarah David called up ‘just like that’.I suspect it was not ‘just like that’.The talk I had with her for just about ten minutes gave me a food for thought.She listened,she empathized,she built and she prayed a simple powerful prayer.At the end of the session I had a clearer Godly perspective on the thing at hand.

Words of affirmation, words of life ,words of power,words of love,and just the image of Christ my Redeemer praying for you and me at the right hand of the Father-what a powerful picture it is!

Thank God for these servants of God who reach out whenever there is an opportunity with gestures that can only come from a heart that is stayed in the Master.

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