Can you imagine thinking that $4.09 was a good price for gas? This afternoon I was up in Lisbon and decided to fill up the church van. I saw the article in the Norwich Bulletin about them having the lowest price around and thought it was worth the drive, especially since I was going that way anyway.
I had to chuckle though because I realized that for all my resolve, I had pretty much accepted the fact that we might never see gas go below $4.00 a gallon in my life time. I wrote letters to all our representatives in Congress and to President Bush. I tried driving less and skipping certain stations to try and force the price down. Yet, when push came to shove today I realized that I didn't think what I was doing would have any effect. I didn't have faith in myself or others that we could make a difference.
It got me thinking about the way we approach God with prayer. Too many of us simply go through the motions and our prayer becomes nothing more than a formality. We do it because we are supposed to pray rather than praying because we believe we can move a mountain.
Well today I am glad I went up to Lisbon. I hope the stations who keep the prices high, the companies that are boosting their profits will begin to feel the effect. I am going to believe that we can make a difference. And the same is true of my prayers for Bob, and Melanie and my mother and Bobbie and all the rest of the folks on my list. So let's pray like we believe God hears and answers prayer. We will be blessed and so will those on our prayer lists.