Pensive

I'm in a bit of a pensive mood today, as my posts might indicate. I suppose it may be due in part to the novel I finished reading this afternoon. It was a good book, but at the end, the young lady's lover goes on a long journey and the author implies, although she does not plainly say it, that the lover dies on his way home. I read 460 pages for a shipwreck? It was a good book otherwise, I must admit, and expresses a real romance between two imperfect people whose relationship is not all sunshine and flowers. It also had some interesting discussion about the differences between Protestantism and Catholicism, with Protestantism appearing in a much better light. Piety was praised. I do enjoy a good classic novel! (I won't say here which book I read, since I do not wish to spoil the ending for anyone who might stumble across it to read it.)

I found myself praying somewhat apologetically and doubtfully for someone's salvation recently. I prayed not expecting to see the prayer answered the way I wanted it to be. The prayer lacked faith in a mighty God who can change a life in an instant and can soften the hardest of hearts. God is great. My prayers are of a different tenor now. I will pray this friend into faith in Jesus Christ if I can!