I keep wishing that I could have a Narnia prayer moment. You know, I want to find this magical door that provides access to a world of unfolding light and power.
Instead, I struggle to stay awake every morning on my knees, and my mind drifts off to my mental grocery list.
So, I read books on prayer looking for a secret formula to help me find my way to a mysterious hatchway to glory. I try praying outdoors, on my knees in a cramped closet, and in the church sanctuary.
I bow my head and reverently close my eyes. I might lift up my hands to the heavens. Sometimes, I lie prostrate with my face flat on the floor.
Nothing seems to make a difference, though. I still struggle to connect on most days.
And then, I come to the end of my striving. I open up the Word of life, and I cry out to Him.
He gently reminds me that the door swings wide open right in my shattered heart.
Going through the motions doesn’t please You,
a flawless performance is nothing to You.
I learned God-worship
when my pride was shattered.
Heart-shattered lives ready for love
don’t for a moment escape God’s notice.
Psalms 51:16-17, MSG
May I never forget that my Savior said “Happy are people who have pure hearts, because they will see God.”
Lord, make a fresh start in me.
Let’s Talk: Is confession a regular part of your prayer life? How do you make a habit of getting a fresh start with your God?
This year, my desire is to lift up holy hands and “Pray Big.” Want to join me? I’ve created a private “Pray Big” Facebook group for like-minded sisters to share their stories and surrender each one to our mountain-moving God in prayer. Let’s cry out to God together.