Tuesday, March 06, 2007
In Other Words
“To be a Christian without prayer is no more possible
than to be alive without breathing.”
Martin Luther
I live in a part of the country where spring comes early. I eagerly await the day I can open all the windows of my house and have the fresh breath of spring blow through all the rooms. Our summers are long and hot, and once they arrive everything is shut up and the air conditioner begins its unending job of keeping us comfortably cool. The winters are cold enough that during that season too everything is tightly shut. I sometimes long for fresh air. The house seems so closed in – the air old and stale.
So it is in my life. I must candidly confess that I have struggled with prayer. For some reason I had looked on it as one of those “must do” things, and my rebellious heart found too many reasons to put it off – too busy, too tired, too difficult – and then too guilty because I didn’t pray and knew that I should.
When I finally saw prayer as it should be seen – as a conversation with the One who loves me more than I can ever comprehend – it became so much easier. Now it is simply talking to Him – and listening, wanting to know all the things He wants me to learn. When I get down on my knees and begin to talk to Him – it is as though the fresh breath of His Spirit flows in and through my soul. All the old, stale air is blown away, and I can breathe in the freshness of mercy and grace.
I can exist in a house with the windows all shut tight, never getting any fresh air. Eventually I will waste away. I can live a life without prayer, but it will be a poor, miserable sort of life. My relationship with the Lord will wither and die without the fresh breath of His Spirit pouring into my soul. I need fresh air to live; I need prayer for LIFE.
For more writings on this quote go to Sting My Heart.
Blessings,
than to be alive without breathing.”
Martin Luther
I live in a part of the country where spring comes early. I eagerly await the day I can open all the windows of my house and have the fresh breath of spring blow through all the rooms. Our summers are long and hot, and once they arrive everything is shut up and the air conditioner begins its unending job of keeping us comfortably cool. The winters are cold enough that during that season too everything is tightly shut. I sometimes long for fresh air. The house seems so closed in – the air old and stale.
So it is in my life. I must candidly confess that I have struggled with prayer. For some reason I had looked on it as one of those “must do” things, and my rebellious heart found too many reasons to put it off – too busy, too tired, too difficult – and then too guilty because I didn’t pray and knew that I should.
When I finally saw prayer as it should be seen – as a conversation with the One who loves me more than I can ever comprehend – it became so much easier. Now it is simply talking to Him – and listening, wanting to know all the things He wants me to learn. When I get down on my knees and begin to talk to Him – it is as though the fresh breath of His Spirit flows in and through my soul. All the old, stale air is blown away, and I can breathe in the freshness of mercy and grace.
I can exist in a house with the windows all shut tight, never getting any fresh air. Eventually I will waste away. I can live a life without prayer, but it will be a poor, miserable sort of life. My relationship with the Lord will wither and die without the fresh breath of His Spirit pouring into my soul. I need fresh air to live; I need prayer for LIFE.
For more writings on this quote go to Sting My Heart.
Blessings,
18 Comments:
Very well said, sweet blessings to you.
What a beautiful analogy...yes, we can choose to live a life without prayer...and live...but how abundantly?!
Perfect!
Great thoughts today; I'm going to check out this great blog-meme....looks like a great writing prompt.
And, BTW: thank you so much for your kind (and moving) comment on my blog. It touched my heart so. Thank you.
Diane
very well said. I came for the party, but enjoy the IOW. Funny, my girl (4yrs) and I have had a conversation about this yesterday!
Anyhow, lovely blog, come by the 160 and get some party favors!
Amydeanne
*following the party trail!
I love this analogy. I, too, love the fresh air of Spring flowing in. Love the comparison to prayer.
I love how you always make the most beautiful analogies in regards to life and your faith/religion!
Linda,
What beautiful thoughts now that Springtime is here for many of us.
My visits here never fail to brighten my day!
((hugs))
I am looking forward to spring. A new beginning.
Amen, Linda. I so agree with you...We too have long, hot summers and the air gets really stale after a month without the fresh air...I love how you have connected the too. I took me a while to get that prayer is not just on my knees, but involving Him in my life 24/7.
Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts on this week's IOW quote.
Blessings on your day and always...
Just beautiful Linda. You did a wonderful job with this post.
I loved this, Linda. So beautifully said...thank you- it truly blessed me!
God has truly given you a gift with words, the way you compare and the way you share what is in your heart really lets me see Jesus in your life. GREAT post.
Beautifully said dear Linda! Many live without prayers but oh, what they are missing!!! xox
No truer words have ever been said. I sometimes put prayer by the wayside and eventually I am brought back to reality and realize how much I miss prayer and try to keep it in my life daily.
Very well put! I love how you defined prayer.
What a lovely post. I love spending time with Him. You said this very well.
Linda,
I love the picture of the pansies!! In Colorado, we don't get a whole lot of flora. Thanks for the bright and cheery picture....it made my morning!
I look forward to reading your blog. The comments have piqued my interest.
Blessings on Ya!
Holly
PS What part of Texas? My family and I moved from Marshall (we'll be in Tyler next week for my nephew's wedding.
chrishollysmith@msn.com
Beautifully stated, Linda. At one time or another, I think we all get bogged down and forgetful about prayer. The important thing is to wake up and come back to it. It's very much like opening all the windows and letting the light in.
That is beautiful and so true. I don't know of many people who pray as much as they should. Thanks for the words of wisdom.
Happy Thursday to you!
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