Booksneeze – Drawing the circle by Mark Batterson



Why do I struggle so much with prayer?


I feel guilty laying all my troubles on God, I mean he has wars and real problems to deal with not my woe me’s.


Drawing the circle by Mark Batterson is a book that I want to read through again and again. Its the daily reminder, the daily words of wisdom that i need.


God wants me opening my heart to him, he loves to listen to my prayers.


It was also the reminder that great things can happen with prayer. All these worries, all my problems God is waiting for me to ask him for help then to watch as great things can happen.


Drawing the circle is a challenging book you step inside and see what amazing things can be achieved.


A 40 day daily devotion,a 40 day daily challenge.


To never forget

I can’t write today, my mind is filled with the memories of eleven years ago when the world watched in horror as the terrorist attack of 9/11 unfolded.

I was glued to the television coverage my heart was breaking, all I could do was pray.

Pray for people’s safety, pray for the brave emergency services, pray for peace.

Today as i remember I have those same prayers, but I also pray for the ones left behind. The ones who lost loved ones, wives who lost their husbands, husbands who lost their wives, mothers who lost sons fathers who lost their daughters, and those sweet innocence children who lost their parents.

A day filled with so much loss, so much pain.

11 years on the world still mourns.

Hearts are still broken.

We remember with love the ones who lost their lives to this evil called terrorism.

And we pray for peace , for tolerance and mercy, and to NEVER witness such devastation again.


We will NEVER forget

Shocking and so very wrong

Somedays this world breaks me.

The cruelty, the lost of innocence, the evil.

Today is one of those days.

How can this be allowed to happen in what we call a civilised world?

Chinese woman forced abortion – Huffington Post

How ?


My heart breaks for this woman and the many who face this. My heart breaks for this world.

Today all I can do is search for hope.

Today all will do is pray.

Please join me.

Do not click this second link if you are reading with children as it is truly terrifying and heartbreaking as it shows an image of a 7 month old aborted child.

This should never happen.

Stamping my feet

Sometimes I want to stamp my feet with frustration.

How can I get him to see?

Why won’t he see things my way?

Why does he have to be so practical?

Please God touch his heart like you have touched mine.

I know I’m wrong for praying for his heart to change but I’m impatient. I see all the photos of children waiting for forever parents and I want to call them home.

My heart isn’t practical, it’s passionate.

My mind isn’t organised, it’s open.

I’m sure I’m called to adopt another child yet life doesn’t seem to be following this pathway.

Please God give me patience or direction.

I know you have plans for me, help me to understand them please.

Maybe patience is the lesson I have to learn.

It may be a long lesson.


I’m tumbling into the midst of my pain. My heart is aching from the missing. I need to fill my heart with sweet memories but the broken vessel is leaking endlessly.

Grief is such an exhausting emotion. It pulls, it tears hard at my soul.

The false smile I fix to my face is slipping. My hiding place is found.

I need to find my place again in this world. A place that fits a grieving mother.

I want joy to fill my heart. The light to shine in the recesses of my very being.

So much left to cherish, so much left to love.

I know I cannot do this alone, my strength does not compare.

So I turn to the one who loves me. The one who restored my soul.

My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
(Psalms 73:26, NIV)