“Prayer is not only asking, it is an attitude of heart that produces an atmosphere in which asking is perfectly natural.”
I stumbled upon this quote yesterday and just had to pass it along to y’all. Everything about these words resonated with me. Honestly, when I read it, it made me smile and my heart glad.
There are many wonderful books on all the facets of prayer (adoration, confession, thanksgiving, supplication, etc.), and most of the books on our recommended reading list touch on these in varying degrees. But for this post, I want to share a couple of things I’m learning to help simplify a topic that often becomes unnecessarily complicated. It all comes back to relationship.
Turning to Him with the faith of a child; dependent, expectant, and submissive.
Trusting that in His goodness and grace we are free to boldly ask for things only He can do and provide.
Not hesitating to show Him the parts of our heart we’re reluctant to share with anyone else. He sees and knows it all anyway, so why not rely upon Him to change and mold us according to His good pleasure.
Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace:
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.
O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
“Father God, help me
see your goodness
and trust your wisdom
in all You purpose today
in my life and in the lives
of those I love.
I came across this prayer a few years ago when we were in the throes of trying to stabilize our daughter’s health. Terrified, not even knowing how to pray, I remember the morning I read it for the first time. Restorative in its simplicity, it was like a breath of fresh air! Little did I know that morning how thankful I would be to have these words in mind just hours later as we sat once again in the doctor’s office, struggling to find answers for our daughter’s desperate need.