Kneel, prostrated, standing, sitting, and the list of postures goes on. Prayer, the act of talking to and listening to God, can be seen to require a formal posture. As if I am some sort of radio antenna that must achieve the perfect stance before the God signal can go to him and back to me. Well, though I am the first to admit that there are times that I have been on my face before God and examining the carpet threads quite closely, and other times when my knees have had the imprint of the floor boards on them, more often it is during the normal postures of the day. It is a pause as I turn on my computer at work, that God will bless my efforts that day. Walking in the store, sitting on the couch, lying in the bed, during a meeting, during a walk, or mid-conversation.
How grateful I am that I am not required to have a specific posture for God to hear me or for me to hear God! I mean, it’s not that I couldn’t stop and kneel in the aisle at my local grocery store, but it could certainly slow down the process. Instead, it’s the posture of my heart, mind, and spirit that is important. My heart must be open, seeking the answerer of questions and needs. It is important that my mind be something which is both utilizing the gifts that God has given me and also relies on Him to fill in the blanks (of which there are many). It is the posture of my spirit, that it be prone and vulnerable even when in the middle of a meeting or driving in the car. The posture of prayer is important, but it’s perhaps not the initial thought of physical posture that is important.
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Monday, September 20, 2010
Friday, November 6, 2009
Postures of Prayer
I love sitting down with close friends, the kind where you all talk at once and still manage to figure out what’s going on. You laugh and cry, are free to be yourself, be goofy, and be honest. Movies, pizza, hands sticky in bread dough, sweating on workouts, romps through fountains, celebrations, mourning - it is all easier and better with a good friend by your side. The talk isn’t always heavy, but it is meaningful.
When I spend time in prayer, I feel like I’m having my friend time with my Abba Father. Just like any friendship, I need to do my part to keep it strong and healthy. If we have a disagreement, I need to go to my friend and make it right. It’s important for communication to stay open, both listening and talking. This precious time with God, is spent time in prayer and I love the idea of a prayer closet. For me, it is under the covers tucked in bed and my Bible resting on my knees. It is the quiet time, away from the hustle of the day when I can spend time in prayer. You know, the thing about prayer postures is there are so many ways that I can stand, kneel, sit, and supplicate myself, listening and sharing with God. But, wonderfully enough, and as much as I love my prayer closet time, I can also spend time with God in the midst of the store, at work, on a walk, or even preparing for a retreat.
How wonderful it is to have time with the Almighty God! How amazing that He would spend time with me!
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