Watch and Pray

This week the words watch and pray or be vigilant and pray were on my mind often. I don’t know why? And this kept popping up in many strange and different places.

Watch and Pray.

And then for some reason my eye fell on this one verse. After that I found the other verses quite easily….but you know I didn’t even read the whole verse. Just the first two words – watch and pray – and very clearly I realised this was for me. I must watch my life, not the life of others, and I must keep praying not talking.

When the bible says watch and pray it’s not for us to watch what others are up to. It’s so simple and so beautiful. Be still and quiet and listen and you will hear a still voice telling you “be watchful of your own life and keep praying”


Matthew 26:41 – “Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.”

Luke 21:36 – “Be always on the watch, and pray that you may be able to escape all that is about to happen, and that you may be able to stand before the Son of Man.”

Mark 14:38 – “Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.”

I love this so much

Being Lost

This morning I left the house at 05h00 to take my bear to the airport. He flew down to Cape Town and is driving back up with Moo. So we drove off to Lanseria airport – other side of the world – the side I never ever go to. Wish we had driven to the real airport on the side of the city that I do know. So coming back after receiving instructions and directions on which turn off to take (stay on the middle lane, follow N12 Witbank blah blah) It is no surprise at all that I got lost!! I obviously took the wrong turn and found myself on the road to Bloem. I didn’t really want to be on my way to Bloem this morning!! 😦

I don’t know why I was born with the defect of no sense of direction. If I approach an intersection from a different side I am completely disoriented although the four corners look familiar I don’t know what to do next, is it left or right here? Last time I was here it was left, but it looks different. Why? It freaks me out.

That is why I stay away from certain parts of the city, there is nothing on that side that I need so there is no need to know how to get there or how to get out.

If I can’t see the Jhb skyline then I am completely and totally lost. That was me early this morning after leaving him at the airport, no GPS, no map in the car no back seat driver to tell me what to do, he was going to be on a plane soon so I couldn’t phone him either and there was no Joburg skyline.

See if I am in what I call my Bermuda triangle (those are my areas that I venture out too) when it’s time to go home I can always see the skyline and that is my map and my GPS that takes me home. It’s easy when I can see certain buildings I know exactly what to do.

I had to stop and ask for help and the second person I spoke too before I could even finish my sentence I was in tears and then I cried all the way back to safety. I was driving in the direction of that skyline, those familiar buildings and I finally made it to a familiar area and home.

While all of this was happening I was thinking about what I do when I’m really lost? What keeps me on the correct road and grounded? Or who keeps me grounded? Is it my hubby, my family, my friend, or church? Where is my GPS or map book and how often do I take that GPS and use it to keep me going in the right direction?

What do you do when you find your lost? Should God come running to you or should you go running to Him? Straying is a slow process a series of choices and sometimes we take these extended tours into the unknown.

Being found and coming back is the same but it’s one good choice at a time, this time the tour has better scenery. Finding my way back home this morning, between some sobs and sweating for feeling so stupid and lost, I felt glad in knowing that I have found my way in life and I’m not lost at all. I am grounded in my faith and church.

It is a steady walk, sometimes it is frustrating and sometimes we feel discourage. But you have to keep working at it and in between the tears and heartaches you have to keep praying. I have prepared my heart, considered my ways, made amends along the way and I’m taking hold of God one kilometer at a time. It’s not a one day journey it’s life long journey. And it’s all about learning to pray…

“For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost.” Luke 19:10