Reflecting on Prayer
Do you ever think about what a privilege prayer is? I went on a prayer walk this afternoon and, as I looked up in the sky, I felt like I was approaching the throne room where my Father was waiting for me to present my requests. My Father is the King of the universe; yet I don’t worry about being struck dead or being laughed at when I tell Him what’s on my mind. I picture eyes of love, a Father who is as eager to hear what’s on my heart as I am to tell Him.
I don’t think anyone can make me feel as loved as my Father does. He knows my strengths and my weaknesses and, because of that, He may not always give me what I think I want but He wants what’s best for me and will give me what I need to accomplish His purposes. It’s easy to lose focus and forget how much He loves me but, when I think of it, I’ve no doubt that He does and it makes me want to spend as much time with Him as I can. I’m so thankful that I never have to say goodbye. Whenever I want to tell Him something, He’s right there and, if I’m willing to listen, He has so much to tell me in return. I couldn’t ask for a greater blessing than that!
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