Dorothy, my praying friend



I love listening to Dorothy pray over her list!


The righteous flourish like the palm tree

    and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
 
They are planted in the house of the Lord;
    they flourish in the courts of our God.
 
They still bear fruit in old age;
    they are ever full of sap and green,
 
to declare that the Lord is upright;
    he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.
Psalm 92:12-15


Dorothy is leaving soon to winter in Florida.  Her presence will be sorely missed by all who attend our Wednesday morning prayer group.  At the age of 97 years, our Midwest winter is hard on the body, so we reluctantly give her up to the warmer climate.

I want to be like Dorothy!  Study her in the picture above.  See that she's talking to God by voice, mind and by using her hands.  She is connected in prayer! 

Notice, on her lap is a prayer list which she prays over not only on Wednesday morning, but every day of the week.  Recently she asked us, "When can you take a prayer request off of your list?", and then commented, "I just can't stop praying for for things until they're answered."  She is tenacious in prayer!

Something you can't see, or hear, is how Dorothy breaks out in scripture while praying.  Her favorite and most recited is Psalms 91:1-2, He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.  I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.  She knows the Word!

Also unnoticed in this picture is the old-fashioned, aluminum hair clip curler, right by her glasses, still holding a curl in place!  Sometimes I tell her it's there and other days I just let it go.  I love this especially because it shows that Dorothy comes to the Throne of Mercy just as she is!  She is humble!

Dorothy, we will miss you over the winter!  You talk often of your church family in Florida and I'm sure they are awaiting your arrival.  Often you pray for them over the summer, so I am assured you pray for us over the winter! See you next Spring if the Lord wills!

P.S. Dorothy was my 3 year old Sunday School teacher!