Hey Guys! Sorry about the time between posts but as you know sometimes life just happens. Thank God it was not anything negative or life threatening I was simply busy creating a back list of drafts for upcoming topics.
The new series that I am beginning today titled Prayers of Motherhood. This series will help you to understand how prayer helped me adjust to one of the happiest, but also difficult, changing time in my life.
We will began with why I, and how I was taught to. pray.
From an early age part of our nightly routine was to kneel beside my grandmother's bed and recite the Lord's Prayer (Matthew 6: 9-13). We were not allowed to lay our heads on our pillow until we recited it correctly: word for word. Then in high school I met a woman named Miss B, who taught me that I could pray at any time of the day no matter what I was doing.
Prayer has been a constant part of my every day routine; whether I was aware that I was praying or not. But, it never helped me more than the time I became a mother.
