Not quite sure if being attentive is a form of prayer; different groups argue both ways. But there is something quite amazing about when you actually see God at work in quite an obvious and, in some ways, dramatic manner.
Today was going to be a stressful day - teaching a large group of mixed-level (absolute beginner to intermediate) Nepali women, none of whom have gone to any school for more than 5 years in total, and many of whom are retired; and finishing with a group of people I'd been struggling with weekly for a few years. But just listening to what God had to say, trusting him in faith, and following his lead, meant that I couldn't have worked things out better, even if I'd been writing my life as an intellectual activity.
There's something jubilant, buoyant, eternal and ethereal about the praise and worship that follows such a time of closeness to God. And there's something powerfully peaceful where childlike trust in our heavenly father transforms even the most confused and seemingly difficult situations.
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