A prayer from the airport. I’m at a layover between flights here in Phoenix and that gives me ample time to focus on you Father instead of people watching or wandering around, like I usually would do. I did get some walking around the terminals to have some semblence of exercise. Oh, let’s see, 3,500 steps according to my smartphone steps counter.

A Fact of Life Being Alone

Check-in with reality. There are many times in our lives when I am alone. I think that’s true for most people in the world.

Prayer: I think my prayers have changed over the course of the past 3 months. If my counting is right, this is week 15 of the 30-week journey in prayer blogging. (I’ll have to count that later to see how accurate that is. It is right around there.)

How prayer has changed me so far

2 ways come to mind with how my prayer has changed, in its emphasis anyways, that I start with gratitude, giving thanks for the gift of life, giving thanks for the next breath that I am getting to breathe. That’s something I can always thank you God for. And I want to keep thanking you for that. It puts my heart and soul in the right posture and orientation for everything else. It’s very simple, but it is very anchoring. I need a good anchor like that.

This blog post, and every blog post here, is my words of prayer. First, I have a confession to make. I don’t feel like it. I don’t feel like anything right now. I don’t feel like doing anything. I’m glad it’s not a weighty feeling of dark cloud. It’s not that I’m feeling bad or blah.

At the End of the Day

It’s a few hours after work. I need to go to bed in about an hour. And with the time I have, I wanted to pray. That’s what I was getting inspired with this morning. That when I have moments of being unoccupied, I would take that moment to check-in with you, God. Remind myself and know that things are okay. Ask that you bring to mind anything I need to confess or resolve. Ask if there’s anything else that’s urgent and important that I have to do before bedtime tonight. Nothing is coming to mind.

Prayer: I know I can use Bible language to talk with you God, but I want to be more honest and raw with what I’m wrestling with and not have to filter it through the Bible and try to find the right keywords to express what I have to say. That’s okay, right? The point is for me to talk with you, and I have a lot to say, or at least, to type.

Today I’ve had a lot of thoughts racing through, well, not a lot, but some racing thoughts. More than I wanted to have. I would have preferred to have less for a more restful day on the weekend.

I’m slowly reading this book on prayer by Tim Keller, Prayer: Experiencing Awe and Intimacy with God. Having heard how he speaks, it takes several times listening to a talk to digest and get the denseness of thought that he presents. Same thing with the book.

One chapter talked about praying to God requires that I know who I’m talking to. That’s reasonable; that makes sense. Who is this God? It cannot be just be what I hope or wish God could be. My own imagination isn’t swift and smart enough to conceive of a God big and strong enough that can get me through the storms and challenges of life.