This penguin huddle reminded me of my prayer group.
We live in different places, so we don’t all get together in one location. Technology
has helped us to communicate and send out prayer signals. We have prayed for
each other’s kids, marriages, health, safety, and peace. We have shared our
fears, anxieties, wisdom, and experience. We have huddled together in spirit, conserving faith, incubating hope.
Without this group, my hopes would have perished out
in the cold. For years, these women have sustained me, encouraged me, and
prayed with me. When I sat despairing, they consoled me. When my hope showed
signs of hatching, they rejoiced with me. Each of us rotated from the outer rim
to the inner core, sometimes sheltering—other times receiving nourishment. This
movement provided ventilation, prevented suffocation, and allowed for proper
maturation.
“When two of you get together on anything at all on
earth and make a prayer of it, my Father in heaven goes into action. And when
two or three of you are together because of me, you can be sure that I’ll be
there.” (Matt. 18:20 MSG)
I’m grateful for this group of women. When we join
together in prayer, the Spirit of God broods over us, our hopes, our concerns. Braided
and woven together, we are not easily defeated.
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