Sweet hour of prayer

I remember as a small child feeling the sweetness of prayer. I completely trusted that Heavenly Father heard and answered my prayers.  I remember while living in the Netherlands getting on the wrong school bus after school for Primary.  Instead of talking to the driver and explaining what had happened, another girl and I got off the bus at one of the stops and began to walk.  We would stop and pray together over and over again as we walked through a unfamiliar neighborhood.  We were guided by the spirit to the church house and we were only a little late for primary.
I still continued to pray over the years but some how it wasn't as easy for me.  On my mission I received answers every day to prayers.  I had some very spiritual moments where I felt directed and guided.  In callings in the church I felt directed as well, but some how when it came to my own personal needs I sometimes had a hard time relying on the arm of the Lord.
One of the many blessings of this adoption journey is that I have regained some of the child like trust I had in Heavenly Father so long ago.  I truly KNOW that I am His child.  That he wants to bless me.  That He understands the pain and fear we have experienced through our infertility and our failed adoption placements.
I feel His comfort and His peace. When we were led to our expectant mom and her family we felt such a connection.  We had been told by other couples who have adopted that they KNEW when this was their child.  I feel strongly that this little girl could be our daughter, as long as her mom and family continue to feel committed to the adoption plan.  I also know that Heavenly Father is with them as well.  He holds them in the hallow of His hand at this time.
I am so grateful that our expected little miracle will have the chance to know her "first" family through out her life. I know they will always pray for her as well.  Prayer is an important part of their family life.
  I also hope that I can help her to know the sweetness of prayer.  I hope she never doubts that she is special and loved by us but most especially by her Father in Heaven.

"Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!

That calls me from a world of care

And bids me at my Father's throne

Make all my wants and wishes known.

In seasons of distress and grief,

My soul has often found relief

And oft escaped the tempter's snare

By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!

And oft escaped the tempter's snare

By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!

 

 Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!

Thy wings shall my petition bear

To him whose truth and faithfulness

Engage the waiting soul to bless.

And since he bids me seek his face,

Believe his word, and trust his grace,

I'll cast on him my ev'ry care

And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!

I'll cast on him my ev'ry care

And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!