One of the things that I cannot do is to generate LIFE. I woke yesterday to find that the nagging and negative parts of my soul were “already up”. These parts of me are not strangers, but not friends, either. As I prayed, I remembered that God has power. He has LIFE. Infinite. Clean. Flowing from His heart into mine. Ezekiel pictures a river that gets wider and deeper as it goes. Jesus promised the woman at the well “a fountain springing up” within her. When Jesus taught us to pray “Thine is the power”, He was insisting that I look at God rather than self, think about His plan rather than my circumstances. How grateful I am that prayer is part of His new path for me. “Those who wait upon the Lord will renew their strength”.