Lacking direction and anticipating some possible decisions on the horizon, I spent a couple of hours on the phone tonight getting career advice from my amazing brother in law, whom I admire a great deal and have mentioned in at least one previous post.
As you may have observed already, I'm a bit skeptical, if not cynical, about praying, in effect, for money, especially if one's basic needs are already met. So my radar is by default up on the topic. Except with him. Because I know his background, priorities and desires. Which makes my almost-blanket "Guilty Until Proven Innocent" prejudicial condemnation of wealthy L.D.S. all the more problematic.
He emphasized to me several times that "Help!" in this regard is a worthy thing to pray for, and said that every major change in his career (and they've all been advancements) has come as a direct answer to specific prayer. Not that they prayed for a specific thing and were "given that thing" in the way they may have envisioned it, but that as subsequent events unfolded, they were able to tie them back clearly to their prayers.
Nobody's fault but my own, but I hardly remember what it's like to: a) pray with sincerity of conviction; b) feel that I was being heard; and, c) sense that there was some semblance of an "answer." And the idea of doing this together, as a couple united in will, heart and vision, seems so foreign to my own experience as to border on the bizarre.
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