This week I was assigned to pray with my spouse one hour a week for the next 18 weeks.
I was a little perturbed, disturbed, rebellious.
I don’t like being told what to do. I don’t want to be graded on praying with my husband.
Just a little infringement on the personal life so I thought.
But I guess if you are going to learn about prayer in counseling, the idea is to practice it.
So, in rebellious obedience, I asked Ron to pray with me for an hour.
We chose late afternoon today, Sunday, and decided to walk and pray.
We prayed for each other, for our children, our families, our church.
We walked farther than we thought and walked longer so we could pray for more people.
We cried and kissed.
And were so blessed.
18 more weeks.
Just might turn in to something good.