Maybe this is a southern thing. Maybe in California or New York you will giggle at this. Perhaps this is niche Christianity at its finest. But, lately, I’ve heard a lot of people say,
“I really covet your prayers.”
Wait, what? Is that a good word now? I was taught for years that we needed to flee from coveting like I flee from my next door neighbor’s ridiculously awesome sports car. You should see this thing: It’s all murdered out with solid black. The plates in our kitchen cabinets shake when he leaves the driveway. No children’s seats in that thing either. Man, I really just wish, well, never mind.
But suddenly it’s a word we’ve reclaimed and redeemed.
I think it’s weird.
In order to put an end to this trend, from now on, I’m just going to say, “I really lust after your prayers.”
How creepy is that? Super creepy. The correct answer is super creepy.