My prayer will shake heaven to come down and kiss the earth... and I will pose somewhere to watch it drop some goodies that I will later gather for my greatness. Sela

May we be prepared whatever happens rather to undergo a hundred deaths than to turn aside from the profession of true piety in which we know our safety to be laid up. And may we so glorify thy name as to be partakers of that glory which has been acquired for us through the blood of thine only-begotten Son. Amen.

I find it very difficult to talk here now because Im watching the sea all the time. The sea always makes me watch it all the time. Ive spent hours and hours not just on the sea but just watching wave after wave come in. If its an image of anything I think its an image of our own unconscious the unconscious of our own minds... or you can put it the other way around and that is that we have a sea in us. After all we are sea creatures that learnt to walk on the land are we not And perhaps one way or another we go back to it. Every night when we dream we go back into that kind of depths and that kind of beauty and monstrosity and mystery. So really the sea is not a single image it can really image almost anything that the human mind can discover.

Prayer is in essence rebellionrebellion against the world in its fallenness. Prayer is the undying refusal to accept as normal what is pervasively abnormal. It is the refusal of every agenda every scheme every interpretation that is at odds with the norm as originally established by God.

When God will have any great matters done he sets his peoples hearts to work at prayer by a kind of gracious instinct. He stirs them up and moves their hearts by the influence of his Holy Spirit.

Through dreams God awakened me through prayers God directed me.

As I continued to pray raggedly prayer ceased to be an awkward and self-conscious act. It became a daily need to which I looked forward. If for any reason I were deprived of it I was distressed as if I had been deprived of some life necessity like water. I cannot say I changed. There tore through me a transformation with the force of a river which dammed up and diverted for a lifetime bursts its way back to its true channel. I became what I was. I ceased to be what I was not.

The power of prayer is priceless. Great things can be accomplished by prayer.

Worry my son...I am not worried now and I never have or will. You must learn to tell worry from thought and thought from prayer. Sometimes a light will go from your life...and your life becomes a prayer till you are strong enough to stand under the weight of your own thought again.

Your happiness is a prayer for me therefore i will always pray for your happiness.