For most of my
adolescent life I struggled with feelings of not being good enough. This
transcended into many different areas of my life, including my prayer life.
People would often tell me, “You have a way with words.” But to be honest, I couldn’t
see where they got this. I had a tendency to stutter and even stumble over my
own thoughts. I just couldn’t seem to put into words what I wanted to say. So
what I did seem to stammer out felt small and insignificant, with absolutely no
power in my meek voice. But God has been speaking to me about these so-called
“small prayers.”
Back in June, I was
scrolling through my Facebook feed and came across a post from the popular
photo blog, Humans of New York. This
story really resonated with me. (Edited for content)
“Seven
years ago, I was sitting on the ledge of a thirteenth floor window. I’d tried
to quit drinking so many times but I couldn’t do it, and I’d finally given up.
My mind was racing through all the shameful things I’d done, and I kept hearing
this voice saying: ‘Jump ....’ So I put my hands over my ears and started
rocking back and forth on the window ledge. Suddenly I heard this small, still
voice: ‘Say a prayer,’ it said. And I didn’t want to hear it... But then I
heard it again: ‘Say a prayer.’ So I started praying, and I totally
surrendered, and I felt an evil presence leave me. And I just kept saying: ‘I
can’t believe you still love me. I can’t believe you still love me.’ Then I
cleaned up my room, threw away my baggies of coke, took a shower, and went to
work.”
There
are so many elements of this story that blow me away. I am deeply moved by how
quickly God rushes in with His relentless love. In this hour, possibly this gentleman’s
darkest hour, I can’t imagine his prayer was profound. I can’t imagine he used
the most impressive vernacular.
Sometimes
your smallest payers -your simplest prayers- are the mightiest. Why? Because
they are the most sincere. And because in that moment you meant every word. Even
if your words are few.
God is not impressed with the eloquence
of our prayers. But I believe He is moved
by the sincerity of our prayers.
Prayers like these,
“God,
if you are real then show me”
“Lord, come to my rescue”
“Change me, Lord”
“Lord, I surrender”
“Jesus, I need you”
These
prayers that come out of seasons of lament, or just out of the well of a heart
longing to know God…That may be modest, and small in length, are powerful. God
is deeply desiring to commune with His creation.
Matthew
6:7-8 gives us an illustration of just how unimpressed God is with our wordy
prayers.
And when you pray, do not use vain
repetitions as the heathen do. For they think that they will be heard for their
many words. “Therefore do not be like them. For your Father knows the things
you have need of before you ask Him.
So
maybe, just maybe, the only people we are impressing is ourselves.
I
have fallen in love with this quote, “Our prayers may be awkward. Our attempts
may be feeble. But since the power of prayer is in the One who hears it and not
who says it, our prayers do make a difference.” –Max Lucado
Love,
Sav xo
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