“Bless this bunch, About to munch, Upon our lunch.” — (That’s the “American” prayer, isn’t it?)
Then there’s the “proud” prayer: — “God, I thank you that I am not like other men…” (Ouch: ‘been there, ‘done that.)
On the contrary–the Lord promises to exalt this heart: — “God, be merciful to me, a sinner!” (Empty-handed; faithful.)
I love the Lord! Through more than 30 years in His grace, I’m discovering something rings true: my life, when wrapped up in self, quickly shatters into shambles. But…
…when meditating on His Word—
…when asking God’s strong help—
…when pro actively practicing God’s higher way—
…when remembering (and believing) He is FOR me—
That is when I am truly “In the Garden”: “He walks with me, and He talks with me. He tells me I am His own.”
This is the good stuff.
Let’s face it: we’re all poor “pray-ers.” We do not have because we do not ask—in faith. But in those moments, when the gift of faith is granted, isn’t it a sweet thing to talk about everything—with the Lord. “Cast all your cares upon Him, for He cares for you.”
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“What a Friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry everything to God in prayer.”
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May we grow more and more like Nehemiah: “O Lord God of heaven, the great and awesome God who keeps covenant and steadfast love with those who love him and keep his commandments, let your ear be attentive and your eyes open, to hear the prayer of your servant that I now pray before you day and night for the people of Israel your servants, confessing the sins of the people…”