I hope you can overlook the poor quality of the above photo (I snapped a picture of a very old video playing on the television. I'm a techno wizard, I tell you!). Despite the fuzziness, I think it's worth posting because it's an image captured at our wedding. This picture marks the very first time my husband and I prayed as man and wife.
I wish I could say it was the first of countless daily prayer times together, but I can't. True confession time (is it ever anything else on this blog?!). We don't pray together regularly. Rarely do we pray by ourselves without a specific reason. I wish we did. He wishes we did. We just never got in the habit.
We talked about it when we were dating, but he felt the emotional and spiritual connection created in prayer may make the physical temptations stronger. He made a good point. Why add fuel to a smoldering fire? I thanked God he worried about maintaining our purity.
After we married. . .well, you know how life has a way of sucking every good intention out of you? Yeah. Guilty. It's not for lack of trying. We've attempted to pray at night before bed many times, but then one of us goes to sleep before the other, somebody needs help with homework or we're so tired we don't feel we honor God as we should and the practice slowly disappears.
I cherish sweet memories of special prayer times together over the years--moving into our home, before my father's funeral, when a child was sick, entreating God's mercy for important meetings, asking for His guidance in writing projects, things like that. Yet quiet times of coming into God's presence without a designated purpose escapes us. It saddens me some, you know?
What have we missed out on by not fighting for consistent prayer time together?
When I look at this picture, I see strength, solidarity, unity. I am reminded of Jesus' words, "For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them." Who wouldn't welcome these into their marriage? It makes me think establishing the habit is worth another try. Maybe we start small, planning to pray together just once a month and progress from there. Some is better than none, right?
Our first prayer together clearly illustrates the benefits to my marriage FAR outweigh the inconvenience and struggle. The payoff is huge. It's worth the fight Satan is bound to give us.
What about you? Have you had success in finding a regular prayer time with your spouse? How do you do it? What suggestions could you give us?
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