Today is the National Day of Prayer. What am I doing to honor this day? Nothing.
The truth is, I don't really pray, at least not the way one might expect a pastor to pray. When I was younger, I would pray, with words spoken out loud or in my head, for so many things. But after awhile, all those words seemed to be ... just words.
I still pray with words, on Sunday mornings in worship, and other times when I'm called to lead groups in prayer.
But when I'm alone, and I want to pray, I sit in silence. No words. I sit, and try to become aware of my oneness with God.
Most gatherings taking place today for the National Day of Prayer are filled with words. Too many words for me. If I were asked to take part in one of these gatherings (I wasn't), it would only be to add even more words to the occasion.
I figure that God knows what the desires of my heart are. I can feel them, and when I sit and become aware of my oneness with God, I sense that God feels them, too. No words are necessary.
To me, that's prayer.
How do you pray?
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