Part four of my weekly series of writing prompts for personal exploration. Won’t you take 10 minutes and join me in exploring? TODAY’S WRITING PROMPT: Write a letter of commission to yourself. What does God want from you today?

Creating — like praying — can be a solitary pursuit. But it comforts me to know that I’m not alone in my efforts. Every Saturday, I’ll post a short writing prompt. If you don’t already keep a prayer journal, maybe it’s time to start one. And if you already journal, will you consider journaling alongside me...

Pay attention. That seems to be what God is telling me. On New Year’s Eve afternoon, I posted a Facebook status that included these words: … But you know what? It’s all OK. Looking forward to whatever this year has to offer — and especially whatever God has to offer — and thankful that, whatever...

The candles flickered on the communion table, and the silence of the people in the room reflected the holiness of the moment. After washing down the slightly stale cracker fragment with the blackberry wine, I stood off to the side, arms around my three children, watching my husband kneel in front of the altar. Tears...

Feeling amazed. Found the journal entry from the day I started praying for the woman who would eventually buy my old house (the story that is the premise for my whole book). On 9/29/07, four months after putting our house on the market, I wrote these words: If it means we have to wait, we...

Well, maybe it’s not a pyramid scheme, but it is kind of upside down. Because, well, that’s how we do things around here. And I’ve had a revelation. Months ago, to be honest, but I suddenly feel like now is the right time. My project — this book about prayer — needs to be bathed...

To celebrate the release of her new book, Addie Zierman asked her readers to share stories of when they were on fire for God. She’s younger than I am, and I didn’t grow up “on fire.” Or even knowing what that meant. But I’ve experienced the first tentative sparks of faith, then the all-consuming fire,...

When your roots are dry and the rains won’t come and then they finally come too late — how God still managed to show up. Join me at the Internet Café today to find out how a hail storm became a huge answer to prayer.

  I pray because the need flows out of me all the time, waking and sleeping. It doesn’t change God. It changes me. ~C.S. Lewis

Prayer does not just fit us for the greater work. Prayer is the greater work. ~Oswald Chambers