I remember as a kid playing this game called telephone. There were actually two types of game with same name. One where you would take two cans, poke a whole at the end of the can, insert a cord and connect it to the other end of the second can.
In the other , a message is given to the first person in a line of people and then they are instructed to pass the message on by whispering it in the ear of the next person in line. The message goes from person to person until it reaches the end of the line, and that person announces the message to the group. In most cases, the message that is announced to the group is significantly different from the message that was originally given to the first person in the line. While the game is amusing, it also teaches us an important lesson that people often forget.
These game are the difference between talking to God and talking to people.
Prayer is simply defined as communication with God. Think about a close friendship you have. Sure, that person is there for you when you need them, but you talk to them all the time, don’t you? You share your lives, don’t you? Well, God wants to be your best friend. You can tell Him everything and anything, you can laugh with Him, you can talk about your day with Him, you can be honest with Him, you can express the desires of your heart with Him. The bottom line is He wants to hear it all! God greatly desires that you have intimate, personal communication with Him.
For me, my communication with God was through journaling. I remember how I couldn’t wait to “write” God all of daily thoughts, activities, wants and desires. I would always start off with “Dear Daddy…” And like a child tell Him everything. One day, my husband read my journal and discovered some things about me. He was angry. He called me and read parts of my journal entries to me and my whole world was shattered. All I remember saying to him was ” that’s my private conversations with God…” His response was as venomous as a snake, ” You’re talking to God about this, well you better be talking to me…” I was devastated. Not because of what he read my journal, but because personal conversations with God were no longer sacred. I felt violated, raped even. I never wrote again and I stopped talking to God. I had lost my best friend. He was taken away from me. I became afraid to pray because I felt as if my relationship was no longer personal. I dabbed in it out habit, desperation, but I knew I had disconnected myself.
It’s been 7 years since that day. And I am now ready to return to that place, that secret place in God.
I have been out of alignment for some time now rendering my prayers ineffective. Subconsciously, I would pray for things that were sure. Provision, God said He would provide, Protection, God said He would be my protection. Covering for my children, a no brainer for God.
Getting Back to Familiar Waters
I am have made up in my mind, that I am going to stop blaming God and people for the things that went wrong in my life. I am taking full responsibility for my life so that my prayers are answered quick and fast.
Therefore, this time around Prayer will be a re-alignment with what already exists in me and open my mind to the revelation of this existence in the the world around me. I will be specific in my prayers, just as God said to do in Luke 11:9-13.
I am a child of God; Princess to the Holy King. Greater is He that is in me, than he that is in the world!
Daddy!!!! Are you listening? I’m coming Home!!!