“Teach us to pray.” (Luke 11:1)
God. Its me.
You are the author of all that is. Are you there? Are you real? Are you listening?
I want to do the right things which I think is what you want me to do. Too often I get in my own way; or in the way of others; or even in your way. Help me turn to you for guidance rather than to my selfishness for answers.
Every day you give us more than we need. I don’t believe it is enough. I worry about what I don’t have or what I might lose. Teach me to be grateful for your abundance. Move me to share. Push me to serve.
Too often I keep grudges. I pick at my scars to keep old wounds open. I carry resentment. I am burdened by shame. I linger in guilt when I should move on. Help me to live burden free. Teach me forgiveness. Heal my pain. Show me how to let go. Create in me a clean heart that overflows with compassion. Cover me with your mercy and peace.
Keep me and my loved ones from trouble. Please stand with me when I am afraid or tired and everything feels lost. Bend my arrogance and pride into trust and confidence in you. Remind me that your never ending love always wins. Amen.
-Do you pray? Why? Or why not?
-What do you pray for?
-How do you know God is listening?