Bow low...Bend the knee...Weep the hurt....Seek His Face....Pray
Prayer
Prayer. A Life Line... to the sinking, the ones crushed under the weight of Life's Journey.
It is what came first for us when mom was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. Prayer. Agonizing, Weeping, Wordless Prayers... and we knew our Creator heard, for...
"God's Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don't know how or what to pray, it doesn't matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That's why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good."
Romans 8:26 The Message
And I am not a theologian. Nor a Bible scholar. But I believe.
I believe in a God who loves me at my darkest. (Romans 5:8)
I believe in a God who summons me by name. (Isaiah 45:3)
I believe in a God who loves me so much (John 3:16) that He sees my tears (Psalm 56:8) and hears my cry (Psalm 34:15) and rescues me. (II Peter 2:9)
I believe in a God who has a plan for me...a plan to prosper and not harm, a plan to give a future and a hope. (Jeremiah 29:11)
I believe in a God who invites me to come to Him for soul rest. (Matthew 11:28)
And I believe in a God who wants so very much to have communion with me. (I Corninthians 1:9) With me...so unclean, so unworthy...and yet, so passionately loved.
God wants conversation with me...just because I am His Beloved...
Sweet, Blessed Prayer
I wish my feeble tongue could better express the beauty of Prayer, the gift that it is.
Prayer takes me through the trial to the very Throne of Grace. It Moves my eyes from the crisis at hand to the Christ whose Hand moves mountains
Somehow, someway, Prayer lifts the burden of the here and allows me to see straight thru to the Heart of God. A God who Loves Me and knows my sorrows.
A God who offers a Future and a Hope... Yes, that's the Glory of Prayer. Raising us from our knees to a Life Lived Well in Him.
Prayer Graces Always,
Jane
