Where two are gathered... *

At a Bible study last week the leaders showed a short video about manly men as soldiers of Christ needing to come together for support and accountability. The video seemed a bit contrived, but it did get me thinking. There's not really a a place I can go for support or accountability here.

In the days since, I felt God telling me to get with my cellmate, Alan, for prayer and fellowship. The last time I heard from God about a prayer group, the group was taken away a week later. Even though it took a few days before making up my mind to ask Alan if he wanted to join me, I knew I had to say yes to God.

When I asked Alan last night if he was interested in praying before we went to sleep, he was pretty excited about it. Boy, this situation with my cellmate keeps getting better. We shared our concerns and praises, then prayed over them. Both of us called out, "I love you, Lord." after the "Amen." There was certainly a peace in our cell as we went to sleep last night, a peace that I hope continues as long as we are here.

* "For where two or three come together in my name, there am I [Jesus] with them." - Matthew 18:20