I’ve shared before how I lost my faith and belief in a God when my son died and the struggles I’ve had to find a belief again. Prayer has always been an important part of my life, as it should because prayer is what makes me feel like I’m not all alone in this world.
My prayers have changed because of my experiences and I pray differently or think differently about prayer. I still think prayer should be simple and from the heart; just talking to God, the Creator. I think now, that prayer is more for me than it is for God. It is something that I need.
Since I’ve recently read through the Book of Psalms which of course I love because it is poetry, I decided to write my own book of prayers. It is my prayer journal where I write down prayers about anything and everything. There are no rules, except I don’t pray for things. I once went to a church where the minister prayed for a new piano. I just don’t like that kind of prayer, even though I understand what he was saying. The church needed a new piano. I would pray for wisdom to solve the problem of getting a new piano and understanding and patience.
I prayed all the way, in a car, from my house to my son’s house, on that day in September of 2006, that my son was alive. “Lord, please don’t let this be true. Please don’t take my son from me. Please let him be alive…” And because that prayer was not answered my way, my world changed. I understand that this happens to those of us who have experienced a traumatic life altering event. If you haven’t experienced this you won’t know what I’m talking about, but, it is the worst thing that happens to you in a tragic death. You are left feeling alone.
Here are a couple of my prayers, in case you too, want to try this. Pray about anything. They don’t have to poetry. They don’t have to rhyme. God doesn’t care about spelling or grammar. Our Creator cares about our hearts and happiness. Prayer can help.