Praying

My voice reaches His ears. He who can hear my thoughts and knit me together.

He who holds the universe in His hand and keeps us from floating off this rock that is hurtling through space.

Yes the God who keeps the air breathable and knows the stars by name, He hears us. Not only does He hear us, but He asks us to talk to Him. Us – walking breathing clumps of dirt.

My mind cannot comprehend it. I do not understand what I can offer my Creator. Why He wants me to tell Him what He already knows. Yet He does. He wants us to pray out words and listen to Him speak and praise Him and cry out to Him and cling to Him.

So what can we say to Him who is able and amazing and worthy that really matters?

I pray for my family that we grow to love God more and more every day and honor Him in all we do and say. That our family will make an impact for Christ. That we will be instruments that God uses for His glory to be seen. That our love for Him would pour over into humble obedience. That we would honor others above ourselves. That our lives would ooze grace.

I pray for healing, reconciliation, direction…God-sized prayers. He is able to make a way when we see no way.

Praying this way hurts because God is able, but God’s ways are not mine. Sometimes He doesn’t heal physically, reconciliation doesn’t happen, steps are lighted, but paths and process remain unseen. God is beyond me. Some days I am more OK with that than others. Some days I rest in Him and other days I rage against His ways.

Oh but I never stop praying. I never stop coming to His throne. To whom else can I go? He is God. He is great. He is good. I must trust that.

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