I was praying today. Struggling to maintain order in my prayer time has become a way of life. It didn’t use to be this way but now a battle rages like tug-o-war. What ever I happen to be praying about becomes the thought, the side road instead of the continued conversation with my Father as I had set out to have. So it seems I am back and forth from frivolous thought to conversation with God topped with apology for straying. Not very fun, but Oh, so fulfilling, if I just persevere.
Today as I persevered, I began to try to find the right words to express to Him, words that were more in line with His high thinking. Then I had to laugh at myself. “This is God you’re talking to! He’s never going to be impressed by your words. Remember He has heard the best: Peter, James, John, Spurgeon, Tozer, Schaeffer. You’re never going to make it to measure up to them much less Him. He created the universe, every detail and manner of life and beauty with order and function…(I’ve been watching Planet Earth and Life produced for BBC so I’m pretty blown away right now with creation).” He simply wants a pure heart, one that sincerely loves and seeks Him. He has provided the access through Jesus and the “rhetoric” through the Holy Spirit. Just relax, love Him, run to Him, lie down before Him and rest. He wants to hear all about it just the way you would talk to a bosom friend. “In the same way the Spirit also helps our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groanings to deep for words.” Romans 8:26
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