Saints, for this fall quarter, I'm going to be at the manse on Thursday mornings at 6:30 to pray with anyone who wants to join me. I feel like the Lord is calling me (us?) to a season of focused prayer on His coming kingdom and the role CPC is to play in it. I already know that when Thursday morning arrives, I won't want to do this. My bed will feel so comfortable; I'll feel so tired. But I'll remind myself that the reason my bed feels so comfortable on this particular morning is that Satan hates me. Then I'll get up and drive to Dickens Road. Maybe I'll see you there?
With you in Jesus,
p.s. I'll have a pot of coffee brewed for us, of course.