A Quote

Dear Levi,

Dear Levi,

I heard a truly phenomenal quote: “No one’s relationship with Christ will ever rise above the level of his praying.” Wow. What a thought! The credit goes to Dr. Frizzell from his book How to Develop a Powerful Prayer Life. I’ve decided that I need to be reading after godly minds, to help broaden my own perspectives and horizons. Because I don’t have a lot of life experience or all the answers, to be honest. This year has been successful in regards to demonstrating to me how pitifully naïve I am, how needy for direction from godly leaders, my dad, the Bible.

But this quote made me think of you. When I say “you made me a better Christian,” this is what I mean. You had such a real, living dependency upon God through prayer. I recall late at night after work, or just driving to a random park, to pray through your exhaustion. I was speechless most of the time. You demonstrated to me my own lack of prayer life. And you, Levi Pierce Fowler.. you inspired me. Did you ever know that? Maybe I never told you, or never got it across. I should have told you every day, while I had that chance…

Thank you for being you. For showing me what a real, living prayer life looks like. For giving me an inspiration that resonated through the length of dark and silent months to still burn so brightly in my memory.

You would be proud of me… or at least in my dreams, yo uare proud of me… I’m trying to be like you, like the example you set to me of Christ, of Paul and Peter and the many other heroes of the faith… I’m trying to change. I have changed. Maybe it was the necessity of the situation, when you only have prayer left because everything else is gone… I began to pray a whole hour every night through the summer, and in the cold creeping chill of autumn’s nocturnal frost, the prayers have become more solemn, more resigned… the long enduring prayer of a dream that may never be answered, the quiet prayer of a sinner at the mercy of a Holy God, the lonely prayers of a girl so far away from her family to a tender Father, the humble prayers of a heart pained with the burden of those around me, the needs of my loved ones, the challenges of work, the ministries in church and the nursing home… And somehow, God still listens to me. Why?

Your star,

Rigel