I am worn out. Waiting. Waiting on God to come through. His Word says he will. But I’m tired.
Do my prayers even matter to God?
We’ve all been there at some point in our lives, right? That prayer request that we’ve prayed morning, noon and night. On good days and bad days. At home, at church or outdoors. We’ve prayed it so many times that we wonder why we keep repeating it.
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I recently was reading through Psalm 119. And one word promise just kept repeating itself. So I began to pay attention and circle all those words of promise (promises, promised). I noticed a theme that the Psalmist David was trying to portray. God’s word is full of promises.