A PART NO ONE ELSE CAN FILL
A PART NO ONE ELSE CAN FILL I woke up this morning feeling overwhelmed with the tremendous burden of the prayer needs all around me, and my own inadequacy to meet them. If I am called to pray for the situation in the Holy Land, for instance, how would my small contribution really make a difference? Somehow I felt that the Lord was taking me back to the time of my conception, and showing me that of all the sperms available, He had allowed only one to succeed in fertilizing a certain egg, to create me, not at all by happenstance as so many believe, but to bring to life the vision He already had of me with all my personality traits, motives and talents – the person He knew that this particular union would create. Along with the life God saw ahead that I would live, with all my mistakes and joys, including that sacred moment when I said “yes” to Jesus and eternal salvation through Him alone; He knew exactly the type of prayers which I would be draw