I remember when Vana was just 6 weeks old and we found out Pappi’s cancer was terminal, we did a lot of bouncing and walking around the house and a lot of praying for Pappi, Mimi, Tyler and his siblings…a miracle. I felt a bit helpless to do anything else, but was quickly reminded that prayer is not something we just do when we can’t do anything else.
Prayer is the front line, the first defense – not a last resort.
Ephesians 6:12 says “For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.”
We forget that there is a spiritual battle happening all around us. We fight against the physical things we see and get frustrated because we feel like we are working hard but spinning our wheels. I have to tell myself to stop striving and remember the spiritual battle that God fights for us.
So here we were in June feeling such a heaviness in our home that had actually shown up months before Pappi got sick, but reached an understandably new level of heaviness and sadness.
My hope was for our home to be a refuge for my husband. He’s the oldest sibling and I know he was feeling the weight of stepping up and being strong for everyone else. So I just started physically praying over our home. I walked from room to room praying as I rocked our sweet newborn.
If I’m being honest, I felt very repetitive praying the same 5 things because I was doing so much praying those days. Walking from room to room got me thinking creatively about what to pray for. I was no longer praying for the same things that I always prayed for. In the kitchen, I prayed for healthy choices and tastebuds for my toddler. In the dining room, I prayed for friendships and the people that came into our lives. In the bathroom, I prayed for self-care and in the laundry room, I prayed for joy as I served my family.
My prayer life came alive in a new way.
I was praying for more things and in turn, seeing God work in so many more areas of my life.
As Vana has gotten older and no longer requires me to bounce her to sleep, I have missed this time. Though I have tried to incorporate it somehow, it never happens. Recently, I got serious about doing this again and decided to pray through my home as I do chores. I feel like I spend so much time tidying up little things and although I’d love to be that mom who is fine with everything a complete mess, the clutter in my home clutters my soul. So instead, I’m going to redeem that time with prayer.
2020 Yearly Prayer Journal
FIND FOCUS. ELIMINATE DISTRACTIONS. EXPERIENCE GOD.
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I created a worksheet that you can download with different areas of your home (i.e. living room, porch, bedrooms, etc) and ideas for different things to pray for in each room. There are also blank spaces to add your own requests. An example of what I pray for in the living room: 1. The people we will invite into our home. 2. Being present around my spouse and kids 3. Sharing with siblings 4. The influences we let in (i.e. TV, books) 5. Joy and laughter to fill our home.
This isn’t an exhaustive list but something to get you thinking differently as you walk the rooms of your home.
- My hope is that it will create a passion in you to bring everything to the Lord in prayer.
- My hope is that it will help you to live in the presence of the Lord knowing He is everywhere and always accessible.
- My hope is that it will transform tasks of dread into Kingdom work.
- My hope is that you won’t feel helpless in the home, but that you will know you are on the front line.
- My hope is that after looking at the list or hanging it somewhere in your home, you will make the bed and instantly think to pray for restful sleep, romance or connectedness with your spouse.
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