Dear Father,
Thank you for this day. I’ve got the evening shift today. It’s pretty long into the night. It’ll be okay. I’ve been praying a bit harder lately. I wonder about revival, and what it would take for God to do a mighty work in my nation. I’m not sure, but I would love to see it. Sometimes I doubt that it’s His will, because I imagine at this point he wants to restore Israel and save that nation. Still, I should try, right? Even if my prayers don’t result in thousands coming to know Christ, I should still pray for it, even that one more person might come to know Him. I need to pray in earnest for my neighbors who don’t know God. I pray God sends them someone (and if it’s me, help me, o Lord, to go) that would help lead them to Jesus.
I’d better get started on my day. I’ve been pretty blocked lately as far as writing fiction. Maybe the timing just isn’t right, or maybe something will occur that wouldn’t have happened or been worse because I had written freely. Not sure. I dreamed about Warframe last night, and wanting to play it. Fortunately when I woke up, that desire was gone.
It was really hard in the early days of my attempted abstinence, not to play. Although I still think about it, still dream about it, resistance has gotten easier, praise the Lord.
Love,
Trem