I heard it when I was young. My earliest memories are of being in church, usually three times a week. Unless there was a revival, then we were there every night.
I knew prayer was a real thing. Talking to God was available to me. But at that time, I thought in order to pray, I had to bow my head and close my eyes. I remember kneeling beside my bed at night to say prayers. We didn't pray in bed because we might fall asleep.
How do you pray without ceasing if you have to close your eyes to pray? I wondered and tried to understand.
It was so freeing for me, to learn that I could pray at my kitchen window. Driving down the road. In the bathroom. At my desk at work. At the bedside of a dying friend. Sitting in the floor, straddling my young son's beds hand in hand with each of them, pulling me tight like Stretch Armstrong, begging God for them to sleep so I could.
Learning this brought praying without ceasing to life- it was no longer reserved for the altar call at church but a conversation I could have all day everyday. And now, when someone asks me to pray for them, I can, and often do right then.
Don't get me wrong- there is something special about the reverence to God in that humbled position on our knees, He is so deserving of our respect. And when I can't get any lower than my face buried in the carpet crying out to Jesus, I feel closest to my Savior. Those prayers are life changing because they drain me of everything that is me.
I often pray in bed now...and even fall asleep sometimes pouring my heart out to the one who is always listening. As parents, don't we love it when our children fall asleep on our chest, in our arms. They are so comfortable and safe they drift off, often in spite of the noise or chaos happening around them.
Do you think our Father loves it when we are so comfortable with Him that we doze off in His presence? Even when the noise and chaos of life is happening around us. I like to think so.
I'm sure many of you, like me, have discovered that prayer is more than just a thing to do, it has become my lifeline-infertility, breast cancer, and trauma parenting are a few of the unexpected stops in my journey that have taken me to my knees- eyes open wide praying for guidance, grace, mercy and healing and just telling God what He already knows. Some answers I received loud and clear immediately, some answers came after fourteen years of praying and some I'm still waiting on.
But this I know, praying without ceasing is a blessing. It allows us to storm heaven on behalf of others when sometimes, there is simply nothing else we can do. And oh my goodness how thankful my family is for the prayers we know have been lifted up for us.
|Rex, me, Elijah and Isaiah|
10.16.18 - first time we've all been together in months
Be cheerful no matter what; pray all the time; thank God no matter what happens. This is the way God wants you who belong to Christ Jesus to live.
The Message, I Thessalonians 5:15- 18
So keep praying, even if you fall asleep in the arms of the one who has the answers. Don't have the answers yet? We still have much to be joyful and thankful for.
Happy Tuesday y'all!