The best books I’ve ever read were not written from experts with cardboard words, telling me to try it their way… (Though some of those have sold millions.)

…but the ones written by heart bearers with scarred knees, coming from the place of me, too, and here’s what from the ground I’ve learned.

 From the ground looking up, we are redeemed from our ignorance. Where we used to sit from high pedestals and preach lofty words, now we sit among beggars and beg loudest of all. And we become the loveliest, most trustworthy people.

I never felt lofty in my prayer life, by the way, completely the opposite. All I’ve ever known is praying words that felt true, but sometimes they didn’t feel like enough. I marveled at the really good pray-ers, the ones who seemed to get it right all the time, pray perfect for 8 straight hours, have the prayers answered because they followed some kind of formula I wasn’t on to.

I’ve been praying since I can remember talking. But I’ve always wanted to pray better.

So you can imagine what it feels like when I get a book on prayer a few years ago, a really popular one everyone is raving about, ready to school myself in the fine art of communicating with God. I sit, pen in hand, poised and ready. 56 pages in, I shut the book and never open it, again.

Overwhelmed, discouraged, frustrated, to name a few. I can’t follow this extensive list of to-do. I’m a hair-on-fire, juggling 10 things every hour, woman with more jobs than I need and less time than I have and this prayer book isn’t helping me want to pray more, it’s making me feel like I want to go to bed and sleep it all away.

It is exactly there, in my bed, that God meets me. I’m not counting, but it’s the first time I remember ever praying a 5-word prayer: I love you, Jesus. Help.

It’s no strategy, I can tell you. I’ve honestly just got nothing else.

And there I feel the precious spirit of God, meeting me right where I am, small and simple and unformulized as me and my prayer may be.

I uncover this, personal and anew:

Prayer is not about word count; it’s about heart intent.

The truth is, sometimes life leaves us speechless. In those moments, God hears the groanings of our heart.

So I don’t make this blog too long or redundant what I’ve already written in another place…the rest of the important things God showed me about prayer are in the intro of the devotional book, which I hope you will take the time to read, because they have profoundly changed me. It’s free for you, today, if you are interested. Just click HERE.

You should know: my scarred knees are not from being the perfect, fervent prayer warrior, on them all the time: long sigh, full disclosure, sometimes I still wish.

But they are from the ground having fallen more times than can be counted from an imperfect life, including an imperfect prayer life, not always consistent, not knowing right words or any words for that matter, when life has done a number on me and left me quite speechless.

It’s the place from where I write this devotional book. I hope you won’t mind.

I love you.

I love Jesus most.

Always His,

 

 

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