“Every time we pray our horizon is altered, our attitude to things is altered, not sometimes but every time, and the amazing thing is that we don’t pray more” Oswald Chambers, in The Place of Help from Quotable Oswald Chambers).
The amazing thing is that I don’t pray more.
I confess. Sometimes I forget to pray before a meal. Especially when I’m super hungry. Or at Chick-fil-A (since the chicken there comes already pre-blessed).
I’m not the best pray-er. Sometimes, I fall asleep when I’m praying. Sometimes, my mind wanders and I have to go find it and rein it back in.
For me, the most important part isn’t that I pray well but that I pray. At every moment when I become aware of my need, I pray.
I’m getting better at not having my prayers be 100% about my wants and desires. I pray for others. I try to inject thanksgiving and adoration into my prayers.
I still remember that old ACTS acronym when I have trouble praying. It goes like this: Adoration– declaring God’s attributes and character, Confession– where I sinned against God, others, and myself, Thanksgiving– thanking God for His gifts and His presence, Supplication– making my (and others’) requests known to God.
The Apostle Paul told us to pray without ceasing. For me, that looks like a 1000 tiny prayers scattered throughout my waking hours, not walking around all day with my eyes shut and hands folded.
I still fall back on praying Scripture when I don’t have my own words. Sometimes, I love praying the words of others, especially The Book of Common Prayer and The Valley of Vision.
The takeaway is to pray. Even if you feel stupid doing it, pray anyway. Pray until it becomes as natural as breathing. Just pray.