Prayer is practicing the quiet presence of God. It is crawling up into the lap of our abba – daddy and crying to hear him whisper comfort in our ear as he wraps us in his strong, everlasting arms. Prayer is communion, connection, conversation; our privilege as children since Jesus opened door. It may be a mighty wrestling, his will bending ours to grant a greater blessing than we can imagine. In amazing love and grace, God invites us to pray and he initiates our prayers. He wants us to come to him. In his presence, our brokenness begins to heal, our emptiness to fill. Prayer is relationship, not religion; desire, not duty. It is our lifeline; vital as breathing, inhale – exhale. If we cannot pray? Jesus intercedes, the Spirit groans and the family of God lifts us up, before his throne.
listen in silence
dew refreshes, green renews
spring rain for the soul
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