When I first started writing this next post in my head (yes, I do that), I had something totally different in mind. In fact, if I didn’t feel so led to share this, I probably wouldn’t post it. Frankly, because too many people are offended by anything that is remotely “religious”, which is truly very sad. I feel like our country is allowing more and more “freedoms” for all sorts of different people and behaviors, while those of us who have a relationship with God are being silenced, pushed aside, and having OUR rights stripped from us, all under the guise of “separation of church and state.” Tragic.

But this is not a political post. This is a post from my heart, in which I’d like to share about the simple pleasure of prayer. I stumble as a Christian every single day, some more clumsy days than others, but I find the farther disconnected I am with God (not reading my bible, not spending time in prayer), the worse things seem to be for me and those I love. Though I’m not saying there is necessary a direct connection, I prefer being active in my walk with God and I know God desires that of me.

I’ve stumbled a lot lately and after praying for forgiveness for my many failures on Sunday, I expressed the desire to God to connect with him. Mistakenly, I believed it was all about ME and MY relationship. But… in the past 48 hours, 5 people in my life have reached out to me and asked for prayer. Coincidence? I think not.

Some of these prayers are for joyous things. Some for tragic circumstances. Some for help in a time of desperation. And some for deep and personal pain. But in all these things, I am beyond touched that my friends would reach out to me in their time of need, but I’m also touched that they recognize the need for God in these times.

There is something truly phenomenal about prayer. In a quite moment, with head bowed, eyes closed, in perfect peace, I get to talk to God. Just me and him. I am by no means an eloquent pray-er. In fact, sometimes I feel like I might be too casual in my prayer. But I have no doubt that God loves listening to me and hearing my praises, and my cries for help. Because… he knows we NEED Him.

When I was a freshman at Cal State Fullerton, I took a philosophy class. Not knowing what to expect, I was shocked to be bombarded by so much anti-religion sentiment. I felt like I had to go to battle every single day in class and it got exhausting. I recall one day where I was at my wits-end when the professor loudly proclaimed this quote…

“Religion is the opiate of the masses.”

Over an hour of heated discussion proceeded as I sat, glassy-eyed in my chair. I thought about that quote all day, all week and for the rest of the semester. And my conclusion? Even though I was far from God at the time, I thought… Who cares! If it’s believed that religion is a drug just like any other influence, then it’s the kind of thing I want to be under the influence of. I’m addicted to God. Yup. And it feels good. And if talking to him is offensive, I’m sorry you feel that way. But God is my Father and no one ever got in trouble for talking to their dad. So I’m going to pray, and read the word and worship and fellowship with my friends. I’m under the influence of something great… and it brings me peace, health, joy, passion and so much more.

So friends, I love you all very much and I am more than willing to pray for each and every one of you. In fact, I thank youfor the joy and simple pleasure of getting to pray for you. You’ve blessed ME beyond words this week.


One thought on “Simple Pleasures – Part Two

  1. The Habben's says:

    Since I first met you (a long, long time ago now), I always though the world needed more people like you. You are a blessing and an inspiration to more people than you know!

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