Is any one among you suffering? Let him pray. Is any cheerful? Let him sing praise.
--James 5:13
when i was in high school and began to rediscover the existence that all of life i perceive and even that which is beyond is One- i recall my return to prayer being an allowance of hope. that if God does exist, than my prayer is this...and may it reach your ears.
shortly after i remember being at Thursday night bible study at the Rose Of Sharon COGIC, in Racine Wisconsin, where the leader said- everyone must share their prayer request because everyone needs prayer. i recall praying with someone who was battling darkened depths and asking for God to rescue him from that pit. i can trace the rollercoaster of my faith journey by how much I’m willing to surrender in prayer.
but what is the purpose of prayer? i really struggled to grasp why if it was so important there was no formal structure and no clear outline. why my prayers could be unlimited and i had the promise that God heard all of it. why praying to Him is a service, when to me it’s a listing of all my requests and my petitions to win over the Omnipotent Creator to my way.
and anyone who's taken part in Evangelical Christianity for at least a bit of time has learned that the purpose of prayer is to change our hearts, not His. but i can’t just elect to work on my heart when it’s convenient or when it fits into my schedule. prayer is still really fuzzy in my mind and really complex. but what's sunk in as of late is this: prayer is like the classroom for working on my soul and my spirit. we hash things out there, and that it’s really beneficial for me to try to be silent and still at least for a handful of moments a day. prayer is where we turn to elevate our souls to our spiritual level. prayer is where i'm to turn to in every emotion and every circumstance-- and thru this lens i will begin to see the greater reality in all of living.
