Thursday, June 12, 2014

I Didn't Pray For Rain

Adasen said the sweetest thing the other day. When it started to rain he said, "But, Mommy, I didn't pray for rain." Isn't that great! Almost profound if you think about for a minute.

We've been working on what praying really is. We've said that thanking God, praising God, and asking God are all parts of a prayer. He usually asks God to bring Daddy back soon, but sometimes he prays for rain. Well, I guess this particular day he didn't ask for rain. So why was it raining? Right now in his childlike mind his connection to his God is so great. It's basically like a direct connection to everything else in his life. His God is in control of everything. He can ask his God for anything and He will fix it right away.

Wouldn't it be great if that is how we all felt all the time, throughout our entire lives?! Acting like we have a direct connection to the One Most High.

Most of the time I find myself limiting God. I decide what I should pray about and what I shouldn't. I decide that certain things are just bound to happen so there's no use in praying about them. I'm limiting my faith in my relationship with God.  Can I not trust Him with everything?  Am I afraid that if it doesn't work out the way I want it I'll blame Him?

God knows everything about me, so why am I limiting His power in my life? He knows that I can't sleep at night while Zach's away from me. He sees me lying awake while the worry lays hard on my chest. He sees when the panic arises in me and I can't seem to catch my breath. He sees every tear I cry in the shower each night.  For He has "...taken account of my wanderings, put my tears in Your bottle, are they not in Your book?" Psalm 56:8

God knows all, so why can I not give Him all. I need to strive daily to have a direct line to God like Adasen has. When I see things happening around me I need to attribute them directly to God. He answers my prayers daily so I need to keep my eyes open and watch for His greatness and I need to start praying fervently to Him. Giving Him my everything, even the things I can't quite put my finger on yet. I need to give Him all my fears and anxieties, all my loneliness and grief, even though I feel like these will never be healed. When I give all of this to Him that is when He can start fixing me His way, not mine. I need to stop deciding what my God can and cannot do and then maybe I'll be able to say, "I didn't pray for this." But I'll have whatever it is that I needed because I asked and so it was given.

Ashley