Another lunch hour when I’m able to free myself from the hungry grip of work and grap some time alone. But not really alone. I drove to the nearby office park with the half-empty parking lot. My usual tree-shaded parking space is open. It takes a few minutes to quiet my mind and flush out all the work noise. But soon, here comes the Holy Spirit into my thoughts, here to share my lunch with me, and my writing time. I enjoy taking these writing breaks in the middle of my workday, when I can.
Oh, here come those two women who like to walk the loop around this large parking lot. The dark-haired one is doing the talking, as usual. And she’s whining again about something. She’s always whining, at least every time I see her. I feel sorry for her. She seems to have so much to complain about.
Dear Jesus, please help the dark-haired woman find peace. Please help her find freedom from complaining. I suspect you won’t remove her problems, the things she likes to complain about. But she could find true joy in the freedom that comes from letting go of her problems.
Lord, you’ve opened my eyes to this freedom and joy. Oh, I still complain, but not as much as I used to, before I let you into my heart. Thank you for coming in and healing my self-inflicted wounds. I’m so grateful.
His Truth Will Set You Free 
May 13, 2015 at 9:14 am
It’s awesome to know that there are times when people are praying for us and we have no idea. Amen to that :)
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May 13, 2015 at 9:26 am
What a lovely thing, to just pray spontaneously when you see people in pain! You inspire me! xoxox
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May 13, 2015 at 11:22 am
To be honest, I was tempted to judge the complaining woman. It would have been easy for me to complain about her apparent negative attitude. But I’m thankful that God saved me from my judgmental self and pulled me into His arms, and prayer.
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