For a long time, prayer, to me, was just saying words I thought I should be saying to God. They were mostly empty.
This isn’t the case now and hasn’t been for a while. But WOW. How ashamed should I be that I begged Caleb for forgiveness or for just 5 more minutes of talking things out when it was God with whom I should have been talking…. that when he was nice to me or did something sweet, I thanked him more than I have ever thanked God for anything.
What kind of message does that send God? It’s like saying, “Hey God. I’m talking to you because I know I’m supposed to be, but not because I really want to. I mean, Your love is great and all, but I’m going to pursue this guy with more fervor than you because he is actually here in physical form. I can physically hear him talking back to me. Anything I ask of him is done almost instantaneously and is done the way I want it done. So…. yeah..”
I think that prayer is HIGHLY under-rated. I don’t think we really understand the power of it anymore. One thing that I have been trying to do lately is teach my son the importance and significance of prayer. I want him to understand that prayer is what links him straight to God and that God ALWAYS listens & answers. Even if it is His own time, He always answers in the way that is best for us. No human can truly give us that.
(Originally posted on my old blog on October 11, 2014)