I’ve been writing in my Bible for several years now—highlighting phrases and sometimes talking out loud to God as I go; offering praise and laying out my requests. I sincerely want to absorb what he’s telling me through his word.

I have no magic bargaining chips or leverage power to use against the Creator of the universe; and our relationship is never enhanced when I’m impatient and demanding.

God, being himself, can show up whenever, however, and wherever he pleases and quite often surprises me; but when I go seeking him, I must approach him respectfully. Simply, I must acknowledge that he is God and I am not.

Lately I’ve been asking that God, the Father, give Jesus, the Son, all the names and faces that weigh on my heart; because Jesus said…

All that the Father gives me will come to me,

and whoever comes to me I will never cast out.

John 6:37

What could possibly be any better than that?

 

I don’t want to waste God’s time—or squander potential miracles—by praying ineffectively OR by praying ineffective prayers. The people whose names and faces I take with me as I enter the throne room of God are much too precious for that.

 

Maybe it’s just the particular pray-ers I’ve spoken with recently, but a number of them have told me they’ve been thinking the same thing: they want their prayers to count. Some said they’d been asking God to show them how to pray better and how to pray better prayers.

 

God doesn’t do things the same way every time…at least not in my life; so I figure it’s good for me not to repeat the same prayers until they become a rote-racing checklist.

 

I’ve read a lot of books about prayer and I’ve heard a lot of different people pray over the years; but it’s the praying experts who truly touch my heart—and I heard one of those just this week. She was praying quite loudly, effectively muffled by the walls between us, but easily heard just the same.

 

I’ve a little basket of small devotion books that Faith Cora likes to “read”; never mind the fact that she sometimes “reads” them upside down. Because it’s not a matter of what the eyes see, but more precisely and wisely what the heart knows; and from whom, and how recently, the pray-er was instructed.

 

 

The religious leaders of that day…

 

…asked Jesus,

 

“Do you hear what these children are saying?”

 

“Yes,” Jesus replied.

 

“Haven’t you ever read the Scriptures? For they say,

 

‘You have taught children and infants

 

to give you praise…’”

Matthew 21:16

 

 

Who taught them?

 

 

O LORD, our LORD,

 

your majestic name fills the earth!

 

Your glory is higher than the heavens.

 

You have taught children and infants

 

To tell of your strength,

 

Silencing your enemies

 

And all who oppose you.

Psalm 8:1-2

 

He did. God did. God, himself, did.

 

When Faith rejoined her mommy and me, she asked if we’d heard her praying. Her mommy said yes and asked what she’d prayed about. Faith said she’d prayed for her baby brother and her Day who had a tummy ache. I told her that the Bible says that God likes to hear a little child’s prayer the very best of all.

 

 

…Jesus said,

 

“Let the children come to me.

 

Don’t stop them!

 

For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to those

 

who are like these children.”

Matthew 19:14

 

I’m just hoping that I’m not too old to learn some more.