I’ve been pondering prayer, my journey and various types of praying I have encountered, as well as the revelations I have had while praying.
Since I can’t sleep, and my bedtime prayer turned from an innocent conversation with God, to thinking I’m the next Aristotle with new philosophical revelations, I decided to see what great definition of prayer I could find.
This was taken from Bible Study Tools
“Christian prayer is, thus, a sequel in a relationship that begins before the idea of praying even occurs to us. One is summoned to continue the dialogue by the God who offers the gift of prayer, who guarantees its reality, and who calls on men and women to pray through the instrumentality of human speech.”
I. Love. This.
This describes my view on Christian prayer exactly as I have been trying to word it the past 30 minutes! And now that we know that I’m not the next textbook philosopher, here is my own personal testimony of prayer.
When I was young, I mean REALLLLY young, probably 4-5 years old, God spoke to me. Yes. Literally. I was saying a little kid prayer, probably something like, “Thank you God for my family. Thank you for my cat. Thank you for my food. Amen.” Then I heard God’s voice, like the deep, booming voice you would imagine it to be. He said hi to me, and He said He could hear me. And that was it. I went to Sunday School the next morning and raised my hand and told my class what happened!! I was so excited!! I actually talked to God! Then, my Sunday School teacher told me I was lying and I went under my desk and cried. I remember this like it was yesterday & I still walk by the classroom at my church where this happened and think of this situation every time. I’m not going to get started on my thoughts of children being the “closest” to God, and that being the reason for my encounter, but this was my first memorable interaction with prayer.
Later, in High School, I prayed constantly. Every other thought going through my head was a prayer, and that wasn’t necessarily a good thing. I was obsessed with praying because I thought that meant I was a “good Christian”. I prayed all the time, so I was “close to God”, right? Wrong. My prayers were empty and meaningless at times. I was focused more on saying a prayer rather than taking a moment and just trusting. I wasn’t able to hear what God was saying because I was too busy talking.
Through college I wandered slightly, I never stopped believing, but my actions drew me away from God and the things He truly wanted for my life. Then, I was so broken, tired, and lost, that prayer was all I had left. I cried myself to sleep and my only prayer was “God, I feel so alone, please take me back and hold me in Your arms.”
For awhile, my prayers were negative. “God forgive me for this….”, “God, it’s me again, will forgive me for that?”, “I’m sorry I did this….”, “God, help me be better….” and the list could go on. What was missing? Why wasn’t I seeing results? Who wants to pray when all they want is forgiveness and all they feel is guilt? Better yet, what God wants to be approached when I was only ever needing something?
Recently, my view on prayer has made a 180. Because guess what?!
God is so easy to please.
That’s it.
I’m so lucky to be a Christian and know what goodness and hope comes with that realization. I have changed from a guilty, shame-filled prayer life, to a hopeful and optimistic life focused on being prayerfully mindful. Instead of constantly praying, I’m constantly listening; listening for that “voice” (it probably won’t be booming and say my name again, but a girl can dream….), when I feel like I should smile at that person at Walmart, or when I feel like I should buy that boy a new pair of pants because his are too small, or when I think I should text that friend I’ve been thinking about…. I DO IT! I was once told that the best thing you can do for someone is to pray for them, and the worst thing you can do is to not follow through. God is easily pleased just by listening to the “voice in your head” or the simple prayer you say before your meal, or the quick “Be with ____ person today as they ______”. My life doesn’t have to be based on the next wonderfully worded prayer, or a constant string of empty “prayer thoughts” throughout the day, or what horrible thing that I did that I need to ask for forgiveness from, I rest easy in knowing that my prayer life is a sequel in a beautiful conversation with God, & he promises it’s reality.
Simply,
The Hoosier Peach