LUKE 11 1 13 SERMON WRITER HOW TO

In that moment I could not remember the last time I had talked to God. And standing there in the doorway, watching my pastor pray on his knees, I felt convicted. I could not hear everything he was saying, but it was one of the most beautiful things I had ever witnessed. I froze in the doorway because I had known Jason for 5 years and I had never seen him pray outside of Sunday worship. Jason was kneeling on the cold hard ground with his bible open on the bed praying out loud. When I finally pushed the door open I saw something that stopped me in the doorway. Because I was leading the trip in tandem with my home pastor, we had been assigned to the same room, and I quietly crept in so as to not wake him up. By the time I made it back to our little bungalows I thought I was still the only person awake, so I made my way back to my room before breakfast. I don’t know whether it was the restlessness that accompanies an impending workweek, or if I just had trouble sleeping, but I woke up before anyone else and I walked around the town of Panajachel on the banks of lake Atitlan. We had been in Guatemala for 24 hours when it was time for us to make the long bus journey to the village where we would be working. I mean this in the best possible way, but that trip was the first time I really experienced what its like to be a shepherd herding sheep. “Stressed” doesn’t even come close to describing the way I felt between organizing the trip and making sure we all arrived in the country. I was 19 years old at the time, and all of the adults on the trip were closer in age to my parents.

It would be my responsibility to help organize the trip, make sure we had all the proper preparations taken care of, and then lead the adults while in the country.

LUKE 11 1 13 SERMON WRITER HOW TO

Is there anyone among you who, if your child asks for a fish, will give a snake instead of a fish? Or if the child asks for an egg, will give a scorpion? If you then, who are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will the heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!”Ī few years ago I was given the opportunity to lead an adult mission trip to Guatemala, (nearly identical to the one Lindsey went on 2 weeks ago). For everyone who asks receives, and everyone who searches finds, and for everyone who knocks the door will be opened. So I say to you, Ask, and it will be given you search, and you will find knock, and the door will be opened for you. And do not bring us to the time of trial.” And he said to them, “Suppose one of you has a friend, and you go to him at midnight and say to him, ‘Friend, lend me three loaves of bread for a friend of mine has arrived and I have nothing to set before him.’ And he answers from within, ‘Do not bother me the door has already been locked, and my children are with me in bed I cannot get up and give you anything.’ I tell you, even though he will not get up and give him anything because he is his friend, at least because of his persistence he will get up and give him whatever he needs. And forgive us our sins, for we ourselves forgive everyone indebted to us.

He was praying in a certain place, and after he had finished, one of his disciples said to him, “Lord, teach us to pray, as John taught his disciples.” He said to them, “When you pray, say: Father, hallowed be your name.

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