I see prayer as quality time spent with my Father, either one-on-one or with others, seeking the heart of God. I seek His heart not because I want something from Him, but because I want to be with Him, talk to Him, or just be in quiet meditation. Sometimes prayer can be moments of silence, listening to Him speak through nature.
From these prayer times comes refreshing, learning, direction, and both God and I express our feelings and thoughts to the other.
Power is generated from these times of prayer together. Power to understand, and power to submit, allowing my God to overcome the difficulties on my way. Prayer is my opportunity to get to know His heart and from knowing, to trust Him with all my unresolved questionings.
What an opportunity is mine, to listen to the very heart of God as He reveals His thoughts about my life. He seems eager to reveal how much He loves me in these happy moments.
He has always accepted and honored every desire on my part to know Him better. He has never refused my awkwardness, my anger or plain stupidity. He is patient when I have none. And that’s a very good thing!
Prayer is the breath of my life.
Prayer is my breath to life.
3/27/2017
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