How quickly I commit to a new thing without prayer. The words of promise tumble off the tongue making promises, plans and priorities which may fit my purpose.
And then, when I get stuck in circumstance, I wonder why God is not helping me. I leave prayer as a "fix-it" option for after the fact.
But our God is not the custodian of our lives. His place is not to just go around cleaning up the messy mistakes made rashly. Rather He is to be our guide, our help and our Holy Perspective. For He knows our future, He is already there... the timeless God of all knowledge.
Lord, set up a guard for my mouth:
keep watch at the door of my lips.
The one who guards
his mouth and tongue
keeps himself out of trouble.
from my heart...
I write as an overflow... an expression of my true love for God and with a deep desire to encourage others in their day to day lives. For we can only find peace, joy, and satisfaction when we yield to the One who yielded His life for us.