I have an old journal that I used to keep when I was in my early twenties. Some of the entries are tough to read because I often wrote after a night of partying. What’s clear is that mine was a soul in torment. I often wrote of my longing to be right with God and my inability to change my indulgent ways.
I’m told that an entire church was praying for me during that time (I’m sure my mother was too!). They were praying that the truth of God’s saving power would be revealed to me and that I would embrace His plan for my life.
Little by little, I was seeing more and more clearly. God was pursuing me and I was finding it harder and harder to resist His loving heart. I’m still on a journey today where my heart and mind are being transformed and I’m exceedingly grateful for those who prayed for me and loved me through that troubled time. I am His and He is mine.
Ephesians 1: 16-18 I have not stopped thanking God for you. I pray for you constantly, asking God, the glorious Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, to give you spiritual wisdom and insight so that you might grow in your knowledge of God. I pray that your hearts will be flooded with light so that you can understand the confident hope he has given to those he called—his holy people who are his rich and glorious inheritance.