Making my request known

With the encouragement from my friend Pixie, I’ve found the strength in my digits to share with you, Old Man, a few of the thoughts that have been limping (dejectedly) through my minds sidewalk. The medium for my thoughts lately has been in journal form. Which has inadvertently stole time from you, and I’m sorry. But journaling in these cool notebooks is the thing now. You know, those 25c composition booklets. I wish they weren’t wide-rule, I feel like a second grader learning his letters all over again. I want to share one entry with you that I feel particularly important in my study of prayer.  Feel free to disagree. But feel freer to comment:

“This morning my brother-in-law and myself made a hospital visit today to an elderly lady who had fallen and broken a mid vertebrae, unfortunate. (Side note: if I become old and ill I’m going to request pain medication, and ride into the sunset old as time and higher than a kite.) Resume—à We prayed for her. I love praying with Kyle. He has such a sweet spirit and it warms me to goose bumps praying with him. As we were praying a feeling of doubt arose in me, as it has many times. Does God really need to hear this prayer? I thought. ‘We believe God to be omniscient; yet a great deal of prayer seems to consist of giving Him information.’ –CS Lewis I opened my eyes for a second. In the split second I peaked I saw prayer. Hard to explain I realize, but I saw the faith on the ladies face and the hope that God was coming through for her. I feel like this has added a new element to prayer in my mind. That element is that I believe prayer to be a vehicle that keeps the relational aspect of a human to his maker intact. Without prayer our relationship to a heavenly father is cut off.

We’re ‘making our requests known to God’ not to inform him, but for our simple minds to feel the transaction that has taken place. “