Prayer. The Same Old Story.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013 Posted by Katie
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From
when I was a kid… “God is great, God is good, and we thank him for our
food.”
From
my Nana, some old-timey prayer that ended with “…from thy
bounty through Christ the Lord”
From
the Pickard Family… “Bless O Lord, this food to our use…”
Then
there have been the Katie/God one-on-one prayers:
My
morning commute prayer from about 10 years ago: “Lord help
me to glorify you today…”
My
pleading prayer from that horrible year when the real estate market bit the
dust and took my retirement savings with it: “Lord, seriously. PLEASE sell
the condo!!” (I think I said that one at least 10,000 times and the wording
might have grown more colorful.)
Phillip’s
and my parenting prayer: “Lord, please bless our efforts…”
And
so on. You get the idea.
There
have been many seasons in my life in which I have settled into a comfy script
with God during some of my prayer time. As I am pondering favorite or impactful
prayers that I have uttered throughout my life, I find a question rising within
me:
When
God hears the same prayers from me over and over and over again, does he…
A)
…smile broadly like he is hearing a favored story he has
heard a million times and can’t wait to hear again? Or
B)
…groan inside thinking, “I heard this one already.” Why doesn't she tell me what’s really going on?
I’m
not entirely sure. But, the question does give me pause.
Alrighty
then, my Lord and beloved Three-In-One pal, before I launch into another
“script” when I next address You, perhaps I’ll begin with a question instead.
Just
remember to stop me if You’ve heard it before.
