Our praise band sings this song at church and it’s my favorite. The lyrics are pretty simple –
I’m not really an out of the box kind of worshipper… usually my hands grip the back of the pew in front of me while I sway back and forth to the music, but if I was ever going to let loose and possibly raise my hands in church… it would be to this song.
I’m a believer, but God still seems so foreign to me at times. I pray, but not like I should. It feels weird sometimes, and I question if God is really listening, even though I know there are sooooo many verses in the Bible that talk about God’s desire for us to pray to Him.
So this morning I read a book that really just poked at me – before amen by Max Lucado. It’s all about prayer (obviously) and chapter by chapter it tackles many of the excuses that believers give for not praying more. It was a much needed elbow to the ribs about my prayer life.
It talks a lot about how talking with God should reflect how kids talk to their dads. No formality and big vocabularies. Just with love and respect. I was convinced when I was little that my dad was invincible. He worked long hours during the week so my mom could spend more time at home with us kids. He wasn’t afraid of our basement which I believed was home to all sorts of monsters. He gave the best piggy back rides and always knew just how high he could throw me in the pool.
I’m pretty sure I used to talk his ear off. Now, my prayer life over the last few years has been more comparable to current conversations with my dad. I call him when I need something, or talk to him when I see him at church. I stop by to talk to him about the big decisions I face. Other than that, I see him when I see him.
It’s embarrassing to admit because my God – and my dad – well, they’re both pretty spectacular. The book I read talks about having an attitude of gratitude when we pray – well, today is my dad’s birthday, and today, I am thankful for him. I am thankful for the example he has set for me. I am thankful for his faithfulness to my mom. I am thankful for how hard he has worked to always provide for our family. I am thankful for all the times he has supported me, picked me up when I’ve fallen, and been my shoulder to cry on. I am thankful that, even though he’s not perfect, I can see reflections of my heavenly father in him. Today I pray that I would not be ignorant to the availability of my heavenly father and the awesomeness of my earthly father.
“Taste and see that the Lord is good” Psalm 34:8