I sat down in my group at prayer meeting ready for the next hour of prayer to begin. “This is the week”, I thought inwardly, I needed to open up and pray more outloud. I had been recently talked to about not doing that and I knew I needed to come out of that shell. I opened my bible to Revelation 6 (the chapter for the evening) and started silently skim-reading through the passage waiting for words and verses to jump out at me. All at once I noticed that the group wasn’t praying so I looked up and everyone was reading their bible like me or awkwardly looking around. I was slightly confused because there were some prominent ladies in the group that were more then able to lead out in prayer and guide the group. Making quick mental note that no one seemed to want to step up to the plate I decided, in all my good graces, to lead. I cleared my throat, “So… um… Our typical order while we are in Revelation is to read from the chapter for the first half hour or so and then how ever you feel led to pray after that we will open it up to person requests for prayer…”, and thus I began to pray out of Revelation.
Even at that point it had strengthened my soul leading out the night with my own prayer of pure worship for the awesome and majestic God that is described in that chapter of Revelation. Praying and reading out of scripture is such a humbling yet incorrigible experience. Why do I say it is an incorrigible experience?! Because as you speak words of scripture to Jesus about Jesus you know it can’t be wrong!
Minutes passed as the evening moved along and I began to notice that the same three ladies were praying over and over again, regarding reading out of Revelation. We progressed into praying for needs, then almost every lady in the group prayed by the time prayer meeting came to an end.
From witnessing that I realized two things.
One: The way it must have looked me sitting there week after week not uttering a word of prayer… well simply put it is kind of shameful! I should be ashamed of the fact that I had/have a hard time talking with my heavenly Father and King of Kings who gave up His very life for my eternity.
Second: How hard it is for us as children of God to spend time without uttering a need of our own and just focusing on worshipping Jesus and the beautiful, wonderful Saviour that he is! that should bring us incredible joy!
I was ironically complaining about this to my dear boyfriend not long afterwards and stated, “Were we not created by God to worship Him?! And here we all sit praying ‘God help me. God help them.’! Why is it so hard to do the thing we were created to do?!”
Life is hard! I get that! We do need Jesus so desperately! But the fact remains that we find it very hard to take our eyes off of us and spend even a few minutes giving Jesus Christ our undivided attention.
Lets learn to enjoy our God and heavenly Father, because he finds great pleasure when we take delight in Him!"Praise ye the Lord. Blessed is the man that feareth the Lord, that delighteth greatly in his commandments."
Psalm 112:1 (NKJ)