WRITTEN IN MY SMALL BIBLE ON NOVEMBER 11, 2000 WHILE IN EMMANUEL EPISCOPAL CHURCH ON AN OCCASION OF PERSONAL PRAYER AND MEDITATION

“I haven’t been here for regular times of private worship in over a year—since we moved from Williamsburg Settlement to FM 1458. I’ve only been able to come sporadically. I am glad to be here this morning. I needed it. It is quiet here and worshipful even though there is no corporate worship going on. I like to pray here. I think in part, because I can return momentarily to the simple, but beautiful, intimacy of child-like faith. When I come in here and genuflect and kneel before the altar and the cross, I remember how even as a child and teenager I believed Jesus died for my sins and loved me and I remember how much I loved Him in return. I remember how long we’ve been together and communicating—He and I. And when I bow the knee before Him, I am humbled and overwhelmed and become that little child, but with the depth of love and devotion and reverence that only one of a mature faith who has sought, sacrificed for, and served her Lord wholeheartedly and loved Him above all else could ever know.
I am forever grateful!
for the faith of a little girl
for the faith of a woman
for a church tradition of severity and reverence
for a church tradition of life-giving evangelism
for the personal, intimate knowledge of Jesus Christ that comes only through His Spirit, His Word, and His Church.”