Praying God's Will for Your Life Workbook and Journal

Praying God's Will for Your Life Workbook and Journal

As you pray God's word, you will see dynamic growth take place in your life-you will become the person God intended you to be. Whether you are praying for specific needs-confidence, strength, patience, security, encouragement-or simply for a spiritual life, you will find the perfect prayers inside. With hundreds of prayers grouped according to topic and based entirely on Scripture, you will always have within your reach a rich source of personal, inspirational prayers. Praying God's Will for My Life is the only book from God's word and applied to your daily needs and desires. Stormie Omartian is an award-winning bestselling author and speaker whose award winning POWER OF PRAYING series have sold more than 34 million books worldwide, which includes such books as, THE POWER OF PRAYING WIFE, THE POWER OF A PRAYING HUSBAND, THE POWER OF A PRAYING WOMAN, THE POWER OF A PRAYING PARENT, THE POWER OF PRAYING FOR YOUR ADULT CHILDREN, and JUST ENOUGH LIGHT FOR THE STEP I'M ON. Recently she has written LEAD ME, HOLY SPIRIT – Longing to Hear the Voice of God; PRAYER WARRIOR – Praying Your Way to Victory;and CHOOSE LOVE – 3 Simple Choices that Will Alter the Course of Your Life. Stormie's newest book – OUT OF DARKNESS – is her personal journey out of the devastating darkness of the first twenty-eight years of her life when she found True Light and liberation. Then it goes on through her next thirty-five years as a believer, learning how to walk with the One True Light and rise above the traps and threats of the dark side. THE POWER OF A PRAYING WIFE broke a 21-year industry record by claiming the number one spot on the Christian Booksellers bestsellers list for 27 consecutive months. Her books have sold 34 million copies. Stormie and Michael have been married for over 42 years and have two married children and two granddaughters. Praying God's Will for Your Life Workbook and Journal A Personal Prayer Walk Tp Spiritual Well-Being By Stormie Omartian Thomas Nelson Publishers Copyright © 2002 Stormie Omartian All right reserved. ISBN: 9780785264071 Chapter One DOES GOD HAVE A PLAN FOR MY LIFE? "YOU'RE WORTHLESS, AND YOU'LL NEVER AMOUNT TO anything," my mother said as she pushed me into the little closet underneath the stairway and slammed the door. "Now stay in there until I can stand to see your face!" The sound of her footsteps faded as she walked down the small hallway back to the kitchen. I wasn't really sure what I had done to warrant being locked in the closet again, but I knew it must be bad. I knew I must be bad, and I believed that all the negative things she had ever said about me were surely accurate-after all, she was my mother. The closet was a small, rectangular storage area underneath the stairs where the dirty laundry was kept in an old wicker basket. I sat on top of the pile of clothes and pulled my feet in tight to eliminate the possibility of being touched by the mice that periodically streaked across the floor. I felt lonely, unloved, and painfully afraid as I waited in that dark hole for the seemingly endless amount of time it took for her to remember I was there or for my father to return. Either event would mean my release from the closet and from the devastatingly closed-in feeling of being buried alive and forgotten. As you can probably tell from just this one incident, I was raised by a mentally ill mother, and, among other atrocities, I spent much of my early childhood locked in a closet. Although certain people were aware of her bizarre behavior from time to time, her mental illness wasn't clearly identified until I was in my late teens. During all my growing-up years, my mother's extremely erratic behavior left me with feelings of hopelessness, helplessness, and deep emotional pain. A SENSE OF DREAD As far back as I can remember, I woke up every morning with an overwhelming sense of dread. It's the same feeling you have when you wake up for the first time after someone you love has tragically and suddenly died. The reality of it comes flooding back to you, and you realize it wasn't a bad dream after all. You wish with all of your being that it was not true, but it is and you have to face it. The thought of getting through the day brings such a weight of depression it requires a major effort to even get out of bed. That's exactly the way I always felt, even though no one had died. No one, that is, except me. I was dying on a daily basis. I could feel it, but I didn't know what to do about it. No one ever saw my struggle, so I pretended everything was fine. And I got very good at it when I became an adult. I stayed as busy as possible, with as many people as possible, in order to create a diversion so grand that I didn't have to feel the terrible purposelessness of my life. But there was always that moment of extreme aloneness, with no noise and no activity, when I crossed over from sleep to consciousness. In those first waking moments, the deafeni