On the first day of the week, we gathered with the local believers to share in the Lord’s Supper. Paul was preaching to them, and since he was leaving the next day, he kept talking until midnight. The upstairs room where we met was lighted with many flickering lamps. As Paul spoke on and on, a young man named Eutychus, sitting on the windowsill, became very drowsy. Finally, he fell sound asleep and dropped three stories to his death below. Paul went down, bent over him, and took him into his arms. “Don’t worry,” he said, “he’s alive!” Then they all went back upstairs, shared in the Lord’s Supper, and ate together. Paul continued talking to them until dawn, and then he left. Meanwhile, the young man was taken home alive and well, and everyone was greatly relieved. Acts 20:7-12 (NLT)
"Wellie" is our little rag mop Shih Tzu. His place, when we are in the sunroom watching TV, is stretched-out, lying mostly comatose on the ottoman, right in front of the couch potatoes. From that vantage point he can survey his entire kingdom.
(Including an excellent observation point of our unguarded snack or dinner plates; the little man is not without his darker side!)
Anyway - on Tuesday I spoke to my Dad, who lives in New York. He had an important doctor's appointment Wednesday, so before we hung-up - with Dad on speaker - Elizabeth and I joined hands and prayed for Dad's appointment.
(Wellie might have joined us, but he was snoring on the ottoman!)
At the end of the prayer I closed with "amen" and Wellie stretched, rolled a bit, and fell right off the ottoman on his curly-haired head. It must've been a powerful prayer to move my heathen dog!
Well, it didn't require another prayer to restore Wellie to life; he shook his head a bit to clear the fog, and was just fine.
I fear that happens too much in our lives as followers of Jesus. We say "Amen" and roll-off to the next thing with something of a spiritual fog as if we're not expecting God to show up.
That's so different than the way Paul prayed. When the young man, Eutychus rolled out of a third story window, it was a time to expect God to show up, or call the undertaker.
What is there about your prayer life you would change after hearing about Eutychus?
Are you wide awake now?