Sinking Kyla

I know. I know. Two posts in less than a week is a R.E.C.O.R.D for me. But tonight during devotions, I was convicted in a matter that I've passed over many times with - no conviction. Prayer. What makes a good prayer? A long drawn out prayer? A prayer with emotions, tears, laughs. A prayer filled with scripture? How about a prayer that uses words from the King James Version of our Bibles? Nah. As Charles Spurgeon said ever so eloquently tonight, "a short prayer is long enough." A short prayer filled with complete FAITH that our God will accomplish what concerns us. If we are praying without faith, then truly, what is the purpose of our prayer? That's like me asking my husband to take the trash out, believing that he'll let it over flow and eventually fill up the kitchen floor. (Hmm, perhaps not the best analogy...but do you catch what I'm saying?)

You see, I had an epiphany this evening in the fog of my tiredness. I am Peter. I am Peter stepping out on the water, occasionally believing that I won't sink and then just like that I am waist deep. Praying. And only when I pray with pure faith, will I start rising out of the thrashing waves. Prayer is not a fox hole to run and hide in during the tough times. Its not a huge willow tree to flock to and rest my wings, prayer is a devoted relationship with a heavenly Father who longs to have a loving relationship. He wants to be involved in every aspect of my life. So now, I must take this obvious yet so true 'light bulb' moment and put it into practice.

Pray with faith. Short or long, but with faith.

Press on! And stop sinking.

Kyla