As I awkwardly lurch out of bed and gingerly shuffle to the kitchen to turn on the kettle, I had one person on my heart. I reach for my favorite jasmine tea and stop dead in my bedroom slipper tracks!
In my mind, I saw a taut, red string, like on a detective’s cork-board, stretched to the max from my heart to his, and from his to God’s. I couldn’t wait to reach my chair and notebook, tea tray in hand, to write down this picture!
I was visualizing an operational depiction of prayer; my connectedness to my loved one, his connectedness to God, and God’s connectedness to me. Is this how prayer works sometimes?
I ran the script in my head as to how I would express this vision to him. It would go like this:
“My prayer for you this morning looks like a triangle; the base is your’s and my connectedness to each other, and the sides are our individual relationships to God. It is not my place to dictate how God is working in your life. My job is to have faith in our bond with each other, and concentrate on my link to God.”
Are you in the habit of expecting God to follow your instructions concerning some else’s life?
And when you pray, do not keep babbling like pagans, for they think they will be heard because of their many words. Do not be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him.