Prayer is NOT… trying to convince an unwilling God

I needed  something. Real bad.

They told me to tell God about it. I did. But the thing did not come

They told me to look for it in the Bible and tell God I’d found it. I did. But the thing did not come

Then they told me to pray some more and fast about it. I did- but the thing still did not come.

Then they told me to get people to pray with me for it. And we all did. But the thing did not come…

Then I became tired of praying. And I stopped praying. But the thing did not come.

Then I went back to praying- asking God to forgive me for stopping. And I told Him all the reasons I should have what I wanted… But the thing did not come.

And I wanted to know if prayers do work. And why I needed to do so much to get what should be my Father’s absolute delight to give to me.

Then I heard…

The goal of Prayer is to hear…

So the next time I prayed, I listened

And when I listened, I heard

And when I heard, I did

And when I did, the thing finally came

So now I know…

Pray till you hear something. Pray till you see something

When you see and hear, just do it.

The greatest goal of prayer is not man to God, but God to man

 

Sacrifice and offering thou didst not desire; mine ears hast thou opened: burnt offering and sin offering hast thou not required.

 Then said I, Lo, I come: in the volume of the book it is written of me,

 I delight to do thy will, O my God: yea, thy law is within my heart

Ps 40: 6-8

King James Version

 

Come to me with your ears wide open. Listen, for the life of your soul is at stake. I am ready to make an everlasting covenant with you, to give you all the unfailing mercies and love that I had for King David

Isaiah 55:3

The Living Bible Translation

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Something for the Atheist – shared by Anonymous

Not the one o clock news…
In a mother’s womb were two babies. One asked the other: “Do you believe in life after delivery?” The other replied, “Why, of course. There has to be something after delivery. Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will be later.”

“Nonsense” said the first. “There is no life after delivery. What kind of life would that be?”

The second said, “I don’t know, but there will be more light than here. Maybe we will walk with our legs and eat from our mouths. Maybe we will have other senses that we can’t understand now.”

The first replied, “That is absurd. Walking is impossible. And eating with our mouths? Ridiculous! The umbilical cord supplies nutrition and everything we need. But the umbilical cord is so short. Life after delivery is to be logically excluded.”

The second insisted, “Well I think there is something and maybe it’s different than it is here. Maybe we won’t need this physical cord anymore.”

The first replied, “Nonsense. And moreover if there is life, then why has no one has ever come back from there? Delivery is the end of life, and in the after-delivery there is nothing but darkness and silence and oblivion. It takes us nowhere.”

i want.

one thing i’ve learnt is this;
no matter how deep you’ve gone
in knowing God,
there’s always more.
in fact,
the more you know about him,
the more you realise there is to know.

i’ve come to this place
of knowing and trusting God
that feels good.
or should i say felt good?

i’ve come from a place of comfort
in God
to a place of being lost…
and not being lost in God.

i’ve lost the;
intimacy
passion
desire…
i feel all full of flesh.

there is a burst of freshness,
albeit once in a while
but it’s not enough.
not even close.

i want that place,
again
of being so lost in him
that nothing else matters.
cos truly, nothing else does

i don’t want a 3-step to
knowing God…
getting back to God.

i want something;
unexplainable
personal
intimate

just an us kinda thing

i want…