This one is real for me.
It’s about what prayer has done in my life, what my daily devotional has done for me, and how my week went from being centered on God to feeling completely off.
Sunday is my reset day. I slow down, reflect on the message at church, and spend time with my kids and grandkids. It’s usually a peaceful, grounded day.
Then Monday comes. I wake up early, enjoy some quiet, make my coffee, and read a little. Sometimes it’s a book, sometimes my daily devotional. I think about how it applies to my day. Then it’s time for prayer, just God and me. Asking for forgiveness, blessings, and protection over my family.
Tuesday and Wednesday were the same. The week started strong. Work went well. Life felt smooth, peaceful, and manageable. Nothing perfect, just steady.
Then Thursday came.
I spent time with my wife, talking over coffee, going over life and everything in between. Normal, good moments. But I almost skipped my devotion and squeezed it in last minute. Then I forgot to pray before leaving and ended up praying on the way to work.
Later that night, I stayed up way too long. What should’ve been a few minutes turned into a couple hours. Then I realized I had to be up early for a doctor’s appointment.
Friday hit hard.
Woke up tired. Already off. Went to the appointment, ran errands, then headed to work exhausted and short-staffed. The day just kept getting worse. You know the kind of day. The one that sticks with you and follows you home.
And then it hit me…
What was missing?
Prayer.
Devotion.
Time with God.
I didn’t just forget part of my routine. I started my day without Him.
Was it a wake-up call? Maybe.
Was it me getting off track? Definitely.
That night I sat there thinking about it. Realizing how quickly things shifted when I stopped doing what I know I need.
Saturday morning was different.
I woke up early, had coffee with my wife before she left for work, and right after she walked out the door, I stopped and prayed. Right then. No delay.
I apologized. Got real with God.
Then I read my devotion and went to meet with a family member. That conversation was strong. Positive. Faith-filled. You could feel God in it. Just a completely different kind of day.
So looking back at the week:
What went right?
What went wrong?
Where did faith show up?
Where didn’t it?
My week had wins.
My week had failure.
My week had honesty.
But here’s what I learned…
When I prayed, I had peace.
When I didn’t, things felt off.
It wasn’t just my schedule.
It was whether I made time for God or not.
Faith isn’t just something I believe.
It’s something I have to live daily.
Because when I try to handle life on my own…
It goes south fast.
God isn’t optional in my day.
He’s necessary.
Faith for Real Life!
