Prayer
I don't believe there could be a better way to start 2009 than in deep concentration on the very rich subject of prayer. Prayer is quite a misunderstood practice, held in a very limited, naive way by many who would only seek God out to have Him solve their latest toughest problem or to save them in their next hour of most desperate need - i.e.; as a "last resort" kind of gesture in which there's usually very little "cheerful (or any kind of, except maybe to be disappointed or let down again) expectancy," which comes only from intimate awareness and oft-repeated experience. Prayer is much more of an "ongoing conversation" (than a desperate act) that accompanies a powerful "way of life" (vs. the occasional gesture) and reflects a profound "personal relationship with Him" (vs. a fear-based and trembling "visit to the Wizard of Oz"). As such, I thought I would tap a few masters on the subject to reveal and explore the deeper truth about prayer. Enjoy the ride!
MY LORD GOD, I have no idea what I am doing or where I am going.
I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end.
Nor do I really know myself,
and the fact that I think that I am following Your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. But I believe that the sincere desire to please You does, in fact, please You.
And I hope I have that sincere desire in the heart of all that I am doing.
I hope that I will never do anything apart from that deep desire.
And I know that if I do this You will lead me by the right road,
though I may know nothing about it.
Therefore will I trust You always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death.
I will not fear, for You are ever with me, and You will never leave me to face my perils alone.
-- Thomas Merton, "Thoughts in Solitude"
"Prayer is the movement of trust, of gratitude, of adoration, or of sorrow, that places us before and with God, seeing both Him and ourselves in the light of His infinite truth, and moves us to ask Him for the mercy, the spiritual strength, the material help, that we all need. All true prayer somehow confesses our absolute dependence on the Lord of life and death. It is, therefore, a deep, ongoing, and vital contact with Him whom we know not only as Lord but as Father. It is when we pray truly that we really are. Our being is brought to a high perfection by this."
-- Thomas Merton
"Praying is no easy matter. It demands a relationship in which you allow Someone other than yourself to enter into the very center of your person, to see there what you would rather leave in darkness, and to touch there what you would rather leave untouched. ... Prayer is first of all listening for and to God. It requires a total openness. God is always speaking; He's always doing something. Prayer is to enter into that activity with Him. ... Convert your thoughts into prayer. As we are involved in unceasing thinking, so we are called to unceasing prayer. The difference is not that prayer is thinking about other things, but that prayer is thinking in dialogue, in harmony ... an aligned and intimate conversation with God."
-- Henri Nouwen
"To pray, I think, does not mean to think about God in contrast to thinking about other things, or to spend time with God instead of spending time with other people. Rather, it means to think and live in the presence of God. As soon as we begin to divide our thoughts about God and thoughts about people and events, we remove God from our daily life and put him into a pious little niche where we can think pious thoughts and experience pious feelings. ... Although it is important and even indispensable for the spiritual life to set apart time for God and God alone, prayer can only become unceasing prayer when all our thoughts -- beautiful or ugly, high or low, proud or shameful, sorrowful or joyful -- can be thought in the presence of God. ... Thus, converting our unceasing thinking into unceasing prayer moves us from a self-centered monologue to a God-centered dialogue."
-- Henri Nouwen, in Clowning in Rome
"Prayer is basic. Prayer is basic because it provides the primary language for everything that takes place on the way of Jesus. If we go to a shopping mall in North America, we speak English to get what we want. If we go to a restaurant in France, we speak French to order our meal. If we travel in Greece, we speak Greek to find our way to the Acropolis. And if we decide to follow Jesus, we pray. We pray because it is the only language we have for speaking to the God revealed in Jesus. It is also the only language we have for listening to the commands and blessings and guidance that God provides through Jesus. God is nothing if not personal. Both God and we humans are most personal, most characteristically our unique selves, in our use of language. When language has to do with God and us, us and God, we call that prayer. What I want to insist on is that prayer is not something added onto the life of following him. It is the language and way of being in which that life is lived out, nurtured, developed, revealed, informed; the language in which it believes, loves, explores, seeks, and finds. There are no shortcuts or detours. Prayer is the cradle language among those who are 'born anew' and then the intimate, familiar, developing language of 'growing up' to follow the way of Jesus. But because in our secularized society prayer is often associated with what people of 'religious' interests pursue or with formal acts conducted by professional leaders, it is necessary from time to time to call attention to the fact that prayer is the street language of the soul that we use with Jesus, who walks the streets with us."
-- Eugene H. Peterson, in The Jesus Way
"If you don't know what you're doing, pray to the Father. He loves to help. You'll get His help, and you won't be condescended to when you ask for it. Ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought. People who 'worry their prayers' are like wind-whipped waves. Don't think you're going to get anything from the Master that way, adrift at sea, keeping all your options open."
-- James 1:5-8 (The Message)
Isn't it true (let's be honest with ourselves, folks) that we rarely really know what we're doing? So, in other words, be with Him in the midst of everything, knowing that you will not have to search hard and long to find Him, and you will always get what you need. In other words, take Mark 11:24 (one of my very favorite Bible verses) very seriously:
"Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours."
And now for my deeply personal, thankful "practice:"
Dear God:
I am so moved and thankful to be able to finally see Your magnificent hand at work. As I enter a new calendar year, 2009, while almost halfway through my 55th year in this human form called "Jim," I thank you from the bottom of my heart for this ability to see the beauty and perfection in having been planted amidst such painful brokenness. As a young child You did this, and I could only feel my own brokenness, desperation, fear, and victimhood, and I let go of any thoughts of You and became bitter and insecure about my mistreatment at the hands of others, as well as becoming an "excellent performer" amidst the chaos, as a carefully measured way to survive it all and look above it. (These were my very young Bruce Wayne days, from the early part of the movie, "Batman Begins," where chaos reigns supreme and overwhelms his childhood.)
As a young adult You did it again, then time and time again, and I became filled up with myself as I began to think that something was "wrong" with others and the world (having totally lost sight of myself) and it was my job to fix it all for them, and I went through several iterations of "attempting to fix it" for several communities in which You planted me, and I could only sustain my own false "magnificence" and "savior status" for so long before I and it collapsed in total exhaustion, shame, and human wreckage, often led by my own. You stood by diligently and let me try and fail, time and time again, in the blind, so that I could finally begin to see, on my own terms, that we are creative partners, and that I was observing and learning and failing my way back into the originally designed partnership. (These were my young adult, tough guy, immature, totally ego-driven days of creating my false superhero status - my "Batman" - as "Jokers" began to appear everywhere, and I set out to take them head on and destroy them, all while destroying myself in the process.)
And here I am now, as a gradually maturing adult (who still has the tender heart of a child, and how did You do that?), planted amidst it all in overwhelming and unprecedented diversity and volume, where so much of it is calling out my name and desperately asking for help and hope, but now I am more fully aware of and thankful for the "perceived" overwhelming pain and drama of human existence, so that I can have the privilege of seeing what You have done and are doing for me play out in the lives of others, so that I can simply stand by diligently, with a heart of love and service, and without too many words or attempted fixes, as You boldly and adoringly move others through their own painful observing and learning through failing process, all with me not having to do anything more than marvel and delight in Your magnificence, as I consistently see and reflect the beauty of their struggle, standing firmly in the hope they seek. Thank You for the clarity. I am so clear. Thank You for trusting me. I am so trusting. Thank you for the love and tenderness. I am overflowing with love and tenderness for so many hurting souls today, and what an honor and privilege. (These are my "Alfred" days, for which I am so incredibly grateful, and now, as I look back on all of it, I am grateful for all of it, seeing its necessity.)
Amen.
This is my life's living, breathing prayer.
"We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring
will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time."
-- T.S. Eliot
(which I picked out and chose to read, having finally come
to understand it, at my father's funeral in late 2003)
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