Have you ever noticed that the short prayers are usually the most honest? Like - "Oh God, help!" Straight and to the point. They are devoid of any pretense and completely laying bare your inability to "do it my way." I like these prayers... I say them often. Not because I'm spiritual, but because I'm desperate.Sometimes when I teach or share in a church I am misunderstood. I'm not sure if it's my fault or simply the crowds. Last Sunday I shared at a church about how God powerfully demonstrated His goodness to us by moving us to Bratislava and providing all that we needed for this move. Yesterday I ran into a young lady who heard that talk and she expressed her appreciation by saying something to the effect of - "It's great to hear about how much faith you have." Now, I think she was being honest, but she was honestly wrong.
God has been so good to me and my family in our journey with Him. But, it is not a story of our faithfulness but His. This is reflected in our prayers. They are not prayers of the saints, but the prayers of the needy. People with open and empty hands awaiting good gifts from a great gift giver. I wouldn't say that God's blessings in my life are the results of an inner strength or faith in me. If anything it is simply a good Father rescuing me from myself entrenched so deeply in my own weaknesses. You see... I need a Savior. A Hero. Someone to save me day in and day out.
"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness" - Jesus
(1Cor 12:9a)
