One of the many reasons why I love my church:
We have a couple of different prayer teams at our church. One of these teams is specifically committed to praying for the personal and professional needs of us pastors. Well, one of the men on this team heard about my dad's visit this weekend, as well as a little bit of background on my story. He said he felt a strong nudge from God to pray for me, so he stopped by my office this afternoon and did just that. He told me all about his relationship with his dad, and how God had provided healing there. Then, he listened as I relayed some of my story. Afterwards, just as he said he would, he prayed for me.
I couldn't help but feel so incredibly blessed that God would send someone to me just to pray for me.
Thanks so much for putting me where you put me, Lord. I love my church...