There is no wonder more supernatural and divine in the life of a believer than the mystery and ministry of prayer…the hand of the child touching the arm of the Father and moving the wheel of the universe.
Pray, always pray; beneath sins heaviest load, Prayer claims the blood from Jesus’ side that flowed. Pray, always pray; though weary, faint, and lone, Prayer nestles by the Father’s sheltering throne.
The Holy Spirit is just as truly in us when He makes no sign as when the fountains of joy are overflowing, or the waters of peace are softly refreshing our weary and troubled heart.
