Sunday morning we had a special prayer service at the home of one of our people followed by a lunch and a planning meeting.
(I am not sure if that was because of the meal or because of the meeting:)
Anyway, it was really incredible to hear people pray and pray and pray.
People who don't ever pray out loud.
One after another people praised God for the evidences of grace they saw in the lives of their brothers and sisters.
They battled to only give thanks.
Then we prayed again, this time for more evidences of grace. More faith, more love...
One prayer after another lifted humbly to our Lord.
James and I both had tears in our eyes as we saw God working in hearts through prayer.