I’m praising God for prayer.
Prayer, simply put, is talking to God.
All excuses have been stripped away. I can talk to God anytime and any place. There are times to go into your personal prayer closet and pour out your heart to Him. Even when it’s inappropriate to get on my knees and close my eyes, I can still talk to Him.
There are no long distance charges. No hassle of a phone number to memorize. No connection fees. No daytime minutes nor free early evenings or weekends. No special holiday bonuses. It’s never too late nor too early to connect with God. No static on the line. No risk of battery life powering down. No fine print. No script to follow.
I’ve just returned from a funeral. While celebrating the 80 year life of one man, another grieving couple also turned out to support this family. They will be celebrating their son’s 32 year life on Friday in the same church. I caught a quick glimpse of them as they came in. The freshness of their pain disturbed me. In that moment, there was one sure way to help them while giving them their space:
I prayed. From my seat, I talked silently with God on their behalf. They managed to make it through the entire service and slipped out at the end.
There is profound truth in this saying:
No prayer, no power. Little prayer, little power. Much prayer, much power.
When I consciously schedule prayer time, the day runs better. Part of that prayer time is also spent listening. God has lots to tell me; I shouldn’t monopolize all the time requesting stuff. His direction always works out better than my own crazy ideas anyways. He can be trusted to pick what’s ideal for me.
I’m very thankful for a God that is approachable.
Praise God!
Can you praise God for prayer? Feel free to share your story in the comments below.