i still pray. all day long. my every thought is actually me talking to God. i've always been that way.
Do you still pray? Why?
by gubberningbody 42 Replies latest jw friends
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not a captive
I prayed for a kitten when I was ten. I told God I would be a really good girl if He would get me one and my dad would let me keep it. I asked for a black one. My sister's friend gave me a coal black kitten.
I prayed intermitently as it grew into a wild tom who crapped in my shoe and bit me after he started prowling.
Later I didn't talk to God about anything. I didn't want his opinion on my doings. I thanked him for nothing. I asked him for nothing. .
I made trouble for myself and for those around me. Any integrity I had left was of the weakest sort: it was only that I would not expect God to clean up after me.
Eventually I was miserable. Not only that but the little family I had started was being dragged down with the trouble I had stirred up in reaching for things that were just different shades of selfishness.
Finally I broke down. I had to pray because I could not think of a way to erase my own life that could erase the mess I would leave for my family.
But I didn't pray like I did when I was ten years old. I wouldn't pray to God like a kid who wanted a black kitten.
But God didn't answer my prayers.
I did some really deep thinking. And God didn't answer my prayers.
I bargained, I justified. He still didn't say anything to me.
I tried fasting. And nothing happened.
Finally I was as lost as a child. There was nothing left. I had no understanding but only one desire: I just wanted his "ear". I didn't even care if he solved my problems.
After months of silence, God let me know He had been there all the time: there was a miracle. It so really, truly happened that my husband, who doesn't give a flying fig for God, marked it. He didn't change , but I did.
For those who don't believe in prayer, any further details would only supply something more to laugh at. I understand why Jesus so often told folks he healed "Tell no one". Healing is for healing, not for display. It rarely moves others.
I still pray because, even without daily or even annual miracles I know He is there. My old baggage remains, but I can carry it now--with God's help.
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The Witnesses with all the pre-fabbed "knowledge of God" devastated me and mine for a time, but remembering God's kindness before I even knew the name of Him, I left them and got reacquainted with Him .
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agonus
sure... couldn't hurt