Tag Archives: Praying

The Range of God’s Power

Thanks, God, for the little things

You hold up the heavens

and prevent endless dangers

that we don’t even know to thank you for

You are still in the miracle business

and heal cancer

You are still in the life changing business

and let little actions change lives

a random thought

a random meeting

a random cloud

all of these have changed my life

except they aren’t random

they are perfectly, lovingly placed

by You.

I wonder at Your creative power

in the sunset sky

I wonder at Your abounding love

washing dusty feet

I wonder at your wisdom

in Your Word

but I also wonder

at how you keep the stars aligned

and still listen to my small prayers

You answer my cries for peace

as well as my asking for wisdom on my english quiz

You answer my prayer for healing

as well as my prayer about not being late

The range of Your love

astounds me

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Dependency

My most hated type of prayers are also my favorite type of prayers. The prayers of when I completely fall apart. The prayers of when I crumble, but God is there to pick up the pieces. The prayers of when the world seems too big to understand. My favorite and most hated is when I pray out loud to God in utter helplessness. These are so desperate, so needed, so real, so authentic. Even though my head feels three sizing too small, my soul feels like just enough.

My most hated prayer is when I give everything over to God in dependency.

My favorite prayer is when I give everything over to God in dependency.

Dependency is so hard, to let go, to let someone else take control even if they are more capable, to acknowledge it cannot be done alone.

To be dependent is more than just to put complete trust in someone or something. To be dependent is like allowing yourself to drown because you know the lifeguard will save you. In those horrible moments of panic, all you can think about is how to save yourself, not about the lifeguard diving in to rescue you. You keep thinking about the water you swallowed, fighting to keep afloat and how scary the water just became after a few seconds. Eventually when the lifeguard does come to save you, you fight him because in those moments of panic you still believe that you are more capable.

When my uncle was training to become a State Policeman, he had to save someone from drowning as a training exercise. The first time my uncle tried to save the person who was pretending to drown, my uncle almost drown trying to save him because he was fighting him so much. So when my uncle had to try again the next time, he swam right out and knocked out the man pretending to drown so that he would not fight my uncle.

When Jesus is trying to reach out and save us, we sometimes fight him believing that we are big boys and girls and can do it all by ourselves. We can’t.

When the divorce papers are on the table, you turn to the bottle and not Jesus.

When the doctor says cancer, you turn into a mean pessimistic depression and not a Christian outlook.

When abuse, terrorism, job loss are at your doorstep, you turn into the angry ‘troll’ online instead of God’s word.

And oh it can be so hard, so so hard. You will do anything to cope even if you know that it is not the right coarse of action. You will fight the waters in a panicked frenzy even though you see the lifeguard coming to help.

But God is there; God is always there. Cliche right? But we use it so much because it is true. You need to stop fighting and start trusting your lifeguard. You need to be dependent on the Almighty God.

But it is against our nature. We want control, we want to know the future, we want to forge our own destiny.

But God wants you to be his child again. A child so dependent, there’s that word again, on his parents.

Did you ever think about Jesus in The Garden of Gethsemane? He didn’t want to die, he didn’t want to be mocked and beaten, he didn’t want to have all those hundreds of trillions of sins pummeled against him. He didn’t want to have to go through that so bad, he sweat blood.

Well I have cried, had panic attacks and been unable to stand against the world, but never sweat blood; I don’t anyone ever has.

Jesus undoubtedly did not want to do this, but he did because he trusted God’s will. He was dependent on God.

Now, I am not saying that God will make you die a horrible death like Jesus by any means. But what I am saying is that Jesus came down to earth to show the greatest example of what dependency on his Father looks like.

I am pretty sure that it was not fun by any standards, and giving everything over to God isn’t either. But it is needed.

Jesus died on that cross today two thousand years ago because we needed to be saved from our sins. Because we needed the ability to reach out to that lifeguard when we are drowning. He died so that I could pray my favorite and hated type of prayers.

So I challenge you this Good Friday to try to be dependent on God. Try to allow him to lead. Try to let go and let him pull you to shore.

I know it can be so difficult, but sometimes Jesus just needs to knock you over the head and let you trust him.

So stop drowning and call out to the best lifeguard in the world.

 

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Dear God – Calm Me

Dear God,

Thank you for your calming ways. Thank you for always being there for me. Thank you for when I ask you to calm my thoughts, you do.

When my boat is rocking against the storming sea, you calm the sea for me and hold me in your arms. When my hot air balloon is flying away, I call to you and you ground me once more. When the training wheels on my new bike are off, you are always watching me if I fall.

Over the past few months, I never realized how much you are there for me. You are always there. Yeah, I heard the cheesy sayings that God’s phone is never busy and so such, but I never felt it before. You calmed me when nothing else and no one else could.

Directed prayer just to you and not letting anything else interfere has helped me not only as a Christian, but as a person. It makes me undoubtedly sure that Christians are not just talking to themselves when praying, but you are truly there.

Thank you for tucking me in at night and making sure I am safe in my own mind. Never underestimate the power of prayer! 🙂

Philippines 4:6-7 “Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”

Your calming waves wash over me, thank you God.

With love from your daughter and best friend,

 

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Dear God – Thank You

Dear God,

I just want to say thank you. Thank you for helping me. Thank you for guiding me. Thank you for answering me even if the answer is no. Thank you for caring for me for no other reason besides that you chose to.

I know sometimes prayers are like grocery lists, just ticking off what we need or want. So I just want to say thank you for all that you have done. Thank you for answering me when I pray that you guide me through my answers on tests. Thank you for answering me when I pray for a loved one in need. Thank you for answering me when my mind won’t stop racing and I ask for peace.

Sometimes you answer our prayers, but we forget that we even asked and don’t notice the difference. God point out the little things to me. Help me take pleasure in the ordinary enable to see you better.

Help me see the good in everything. I am thankful for stressful days. It means I have something about which to stress. I have a life worth living. Thank you, my King. Help me be thankful for homework because I have teachers that care and I go to a good school. Thank you, my Lord. I am thankful for friends that repeat the same stories over and over again because that means that I have friends and they are funny. Thank you, my savior. I am thankful for my dog barking when I leave because that means he loves me and is protecting my house. Thank you, Father. I am thankful for my lunch exploding in the microwave because that means I am not starving and I have electricity. Thank you, Christ.

God, I am so thankful for you. I know who and where I would be if I didn’t have you. You are with me all day and night long and care for me even though you have 7.25 billion others to watch over.

I am so thankful that you lead me where you see fit. Thank you for guiding me this week to my new favorite Bible verse. Psalm 94:17-19, ” Unless the Lord had given me help, I would soon have dwelt in the silence of death. When I said, “My foot is slipping,” your unfailing love, Lord, supported me. When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought me joy.” Thank you God that your words thousands of years ago still apply. 

Thank you God, you are my one and only. Thank you for all you do, seen and unseen. Thank you for all you do and that we have forgotten. Thank you, my Lord and savior.

 

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Dear God – Forever and Always

Dear God,

I find that my prayers to you are more like updates or daily recordings of what I need or want, and not my deeper thoughts and emotions. I desperately want a deeper relationship with you. I pray throughout my day and for the people I pass, but I am praying at you not with you. Every Sunday I pray that you use me and give me courage to act upon the situations you lead me to see. I pray that my life of serving you will cause others to re-think their lives. I pray that I will be your good and faithful servant.  I want to have a conversation with you and not asking for directions.

For the past few years of my life, I act like I’m talking to certain people in my life to understand what my thoughts are, and I guess that is my way of trying to have a conversation with you. I just can’t picture you to talk with you. But I’m afraid that if I do come up with a form of what you look like then I’ll put you in a box with limitations.

I want a yearning to be with you. I want to feel like I can’t get enough of you. I want you to be my forever and always, never letting go. But to do that, I need to let go and that is the hardest part.

I am not okay with my relationship with you right now, but I don’t know if I’m ready to take the next step. God will you hold my hand?

God, you are already my best friend, but that is not enough for me. You know everything single little thing about me, things that the closest people to me don’t even know. You are there when no one else is. Your timing is unbelievably perfect and I have seen that time and time again. Will you show me that perfect timing again, please?

I want you to hold me tight and tell me you got me and nothing will ever happen that we can’t handle together. I want you to carry me and whisper soft guidance in my ear. I want you to tell me to stop and when to come back. I want you to be something entirely new and exciting each time we talk. I want to listen to you and able to do absolutely nothing together like I do with my friends here on this earth. I want you to make me want all of you and more.

I want to have a relationship with you were I can’t wait to be able to talk to you. I want to have you to be my first thought to my last dream. I want to have a conversation with you that is not one sided at you and not just wants, but a conversation to just pass the time. I want to talk with you just to talk with you. I want to listen to you just to listen to you. I want to be with you just to be with you.

God, I want you to be my forever and always.

 

With love from your daughter and best friend,

 

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The Answer to my Prayers

My heart-ached, but unknowing the need

So, silently, His word I read

And soon, I found what was missing

But still, I kept on guessing

Surely that can’t be it

His message I could not transmit

I kept looking, but not truly seeking

I stayed in the same place, never moving

Hoping

Praying

Wishing

That the answers would appear

That they would come clear

Still not understanding what to do next

I tried to forget, but still perplexed

But the ache came again

And all my thoughts ended with amen

In the prayers, I put my heart

but they were not a work of art

No! They were pleading

Simply asking

For a sign

On what path your light would shine

To give new life and to take away the pain

and wash away the stain

Day after day

I pray

Then, I realize

something that I’ve seen before with my eyes

that sometimes the things we love the most

anguishes us the most

I have begun to love this need

and kept letting it bleed

It had cost me so much

But I kept using it as a crutch

I decided to change

My life I rearrange

I give myself back to Him

My love was brought back to the brim

Oh, it was amazing

So exhilarating

The ache was gone

It was a new dawn

I didn’t feel anything amiss

It was bliss

I felt afflatus, wanting to share my joy

So I did, of Christ an envoy

I was glowing with His love – His light

I felt like I could take flight

My life had truly begun anew

Bursting through my walls, I had a breakthrough

I was no longer looking

but seeking

I felt like I needed to have an impact

One big, or maybe small, act

Diligently, I said the words

to move past the songbirds

who already knew their place

but to reach someone out in space

To help someone grow

and them to help me, also

You’re the answer to my prayers

and I never knew that you were out there, some-wheres.

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