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When I Don’t Feel Like Praying

04 Apr

It’s when I don’t feel like praying . . . that prayer matters most.

When I am weak, He is strong. As the lyrics state in Jesus Loves Me, a famous 1860 Christian hymn by Anna Bartlett Warner:

           Jesus loves me this I know
           For the Bible tells me so
           Little ones to him belong
           They are weak but he is strong.

A co-worker once told me that a dark cloud was hanging over my head. He shoved his chair away from the desk to face me, and twirled a pen between his fingers. “When it rains, it pours.” It was his way of letting me know he saw the constant dilemmas IDark Clouds.jpg faced that ripped pieces out of my heart.

He was right, or at least it seemed so. For several years that dark cloud followed me everywhere. By the time I trudged through one problem, another arose. Sometimes, multiple situations attacked me all at once.

Did I “want” to pray? No.

But, by not praying, I would be surrendering to the belief that my life would never change, and admitting God wasn’t the all-powerful God I had originally trusted. So, I forced myself to pray.

Though my faith in seeing a breakthrough weakened, I still prayed. Some prayers were mere “God help me” or “God, are You still there?” At least hope wasn’t lost and I acknowledged His existence. Honestly, if my encounters back then, was that painful with him, I was horrified to think of living through trials without him.

Like me, most everyone has encountered suffering. Maybe someone is presently walking under his own dark cloud. Some things are easily discussed, but then there are other issues that forces  him to suppress it for various reasons. Too painful. Too humiliating. Too agonizing. Too controversial.

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened,

and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28 NIV

I’m no theologian…if you can’t tell already…

…and I certainly don’t have all the answers. But I know the One who does. I am a survivor. Yes, a survivor of some gut-wrenching life experiences that could have destroyed me and my faith. But through his mercy and grace, I survived. He pulled me from the enemy’s grip of defeat and answered my prayers. That’s why I know I have to pray even when I don’t feel like it. I must press through personal barriers and surrender it all to Him.

It’s okay if my prayers are laden with rivers of tears, fists pounding the air, screams being yelled toward the ceiling, or spiteful accusations. God was with me then, and he’Man above cloudss here with me now.

Like a child running to her father, He scoops me into his arms and holds me tight. He listens to my venting and comforts me. He challenges me to let go of the heaviness that blocks my heart from receiving His grace and peace. He even challenges me to forgive. Oh, that’s a tough word…forgive.

Even if I don’t feel Him. He is still there. He overshadows me and summons me to draw closer, because he never moves. It is I who ventures away or shuts Him out.

Amazingly, when I take the initiative to utter a prayer, He throws the door open and listens to my every concern. My weight becomes lighter and my hope for tomorrow grows brighter.

We live in a real world with real problems and a real God with unlimited, unconditional love. Though life happens, God has seen me through some unimaginable situations. He picked up the shattered pieces of my heart and healed my brokenness.

Now, I am complete in Him regardless the daggers Satan throws my way. You can be to, if you will trust Him. You can find the true meaning of “peace that passes all understanding” just like I did.

Will you choose to pray? Even if you don’t feel like it?

Loretta

 
9 Comments

Posted by on April 4, 2016 in Publications

 

9 responses to “When I Don’t Feel Like Praying

  1. diannmills

    April 4, 2016 at 12:41 pm

    Beautifully written – wisdom with the knowledge of God. Thank you!

     
  2. Loretta Eidson

    April 4, 2016 at 1:36 pm

    Thank you, DiAnn.

     
  3. Trudy

    April 4, 2016 at 9:13 pm

    I loved this today, prayer cannot be stressed enough. I know our Lord delights every time one of His children speaks with Him. What a joy to know He listens to each one of us.

     
    • Loretta Eidson

      April 5, 2016 at 2:20 am

      You’re right, Trudy. I wish everyone knew the power of prayer.

       
  4. Darlene L. Turner

    April 5, 2016 at 1:44 am

    Loved this. Thanks for sharing your heart. Some days it’s tough to pray, but God listens to our every word . . . even in our brokenness. xo

     
    • Loretta Eidson

      April 5, 2016 at 2:22 am

      Yes He does Darlene. He is always with us. He wants us to bring everything to him.

       
  5. jesusprincess71

    April 7, 2016 at 3:25 pm

    Beautiful! This is my favorite so far. Needed this. Sometimes you can lose sight of the power of prayer when you are going through so much.

     
    • Loretta Eidson

      April 8, 2016 at 11:08 am

      Amanda, God never ceases to amaze me with his delivering power. Sometimes it’s after we’ve reached the other side of a situation that we realize just how big our God is.

       

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