Night 5 of our weeklong prayer journey

It was like old days, rushing back from work, taking a quick shower, gobbling down dinner and getting ready to attend Monday night Charismatic Prayer Group meetings again. I praise and thank God that I really did make it for last night's meeting after an absence of 15 long months! I only had to cook veg as Mike took care of the rest. Unfortunately, Mike was coughing and snivelling quite badly last night so we decided it wasn't in the best interest of everyone else for him to attend the prayer group meeting. He actually asked me to come home and tell him which songs they sang. He especially likes this song which he refers to as, 'the song that makes your hands just want to go up', Pity he missed it. They DID in fact sing 'Jesus, we enthrone you' and the members really sang with all their heart. I could feel the presence of the Lord. Yes, lots of hands just went up! : )

It was like going home for me. All the hugs and love from my old pals. God willing, I'll be back next week. Where I'm unable to make the way, Jesus will.

Went home and found a snivelling Mike playing Jewel Blitz Bejewelled Blitz. He was really, really happy that I'd managed to attend last night's meeting. I know cos he kept repeating it. Only he and He know how tough it had been for me the last year and how great a feat it is, that I am even able to attend a single meeting. I had entered the Church with a feeling of great love for our Lord. How great our God is!

Prayer Night 5 went well, considering Mike was still sick and my right elbow was throbbing. He had to interrupt the prayers several times to rush to the loo because of the phlegm. I think he was extremely sleepy too because he kept shifting about (we pray in the privacy of our room and the only place to sit is on our bed). I could see he was struggling to stay away. Every now and then I'd nudge him to ask him if he was still awake. I know, I can be the annoying wife. But hey, I've decided, not everyone can be Moses. Some lead, some follow. Not that I can even consider myself to be in the shadow of Moses but I've resigned myself to the fact that in our marriage, I am the leader, he is the follower. Not by choice. I repeat. Not by choice. I would rather follow my husband but in many, many aspects, he relies on me to lead. I've tried for years, to prod him into 'leadership' but he won't take the 'post'. He has told me countless times, he is a follower. So I've decided to change my tune of praying. Instead of praying for my husband to be more of a leader, I pray that if it is God's desire that I should be the one to lead, then to please empower me with the ability to and to please open the doors for me. Radical, I know but after 21 years of marriage, I feel it in my heart that this is the way to pray. Also, for me, Mike remains the CEO of our household. There are no two ways about it. I am just his General Manager.

But Mike said something to me last night which I think is so true. In many ways, he is my foundation. Without Mike around, I would be lost. He says that he accompanied me for LISS sessions only because he knew that if he had stopped, I would have too and he attended Charismatic Prayer Group meetings because if he had stopped, I would have lost my motivation to. So, he says, we complement each other. How true. I may come across as the one who rules the roost but in actual fact, Mike's opinion is everything to me. I have no choice but to rule the roost because no one else seems to want to! So, hey, maybe it's a God given talent! God revealed to me that this marriage hadn't been put together by us but had been put together by Him. That alone is comfort for me. There are times I feel we are siamese twins and at other times, I feel we are two wrong peas in the wrong pod. But it is still a match made in Heaven. For that, I thank and praise God.

Looking forward to Prayer night 6!