A few years ago, a very faith-filled friend of mine felt pulled to create a small prayer group. For almost a year before that I had been continually praying for a group of women to pray and meet with on a regular basis. So when she called to ask what I thought about her idea, it was a resounding, “YES PLEASE!” almost before she could finish explaining. She prayed about who should be a part of the group and invited those who came to her heart and mind. There are 7 of us total. My friend was the only one I knew going into the venture. But it was amazing how quickly we all connected and spoke openly about our lives, our struggles, and our faith. When I moved out of state, I knew I would miss this interaction tremendously. But we have done a pretty good job at staying connected. Tonight the group had it’s monthly meeting and I joined in via Facetime. It was just like being right there with them. We caught up on happenings and laughed a lot. Before we ended our session, we prayed together. It was during this time that I felt the closest to them. As we placed ourselves in the presence of God, I felt as if we were right next to each other. Our prayer time is usually a pretty powerful experience and it was the same, even though we are miles away. My friend said that when I moved, it felt like the group was breaking up. But as we are able to get together in this way, it is obvious that we still need and love each other. From the beginning I felt as if I was making lifelong friends and I still feel this to be true.

I Found God today in experiencing the unity of friendship through Him, particularly in prayer, despite a long distance.