Some days, I don’t even know where to begin. My vision blurs and senses dull as I look at the pages scrawled with prayer requests. The very ones I have penned for those He has called me to love. It seems so overwhelming.
There’s health concerns.
And I want to bring them all to the Cross and leave them in His capable hands. Yet, often, I don’t know how to pray.
Lately, I’ve simply striven to seek James’ advice:
If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you.
Because I’m learning it’s in His wisdom the big picture is found. Pieces of pain and portions of trial all fit together to create a beautiful portrait of glory. And when you see how His grace smooths out the edges and melds each piece to the other, the feeling of overwhelming fear morphs into overflowing joy.
Even still, it’s difficult to ask for His wisdom without specifying what you want to know and how you want things to go.
Last week, I read this and my perspective on prayer changed dramatically:
“Are you in the midst of a situation where, as you pray, you find yourself putting the problem first? If so, you’re starting where you should end. You’re rehearsing the problem, making it seem larger than it is, when what you need to do is rehearse God’s greatness and bigness. Then the problem shrinks to its right portions.”
The Rest of God, Mark Buchanan
Suddenly, I could see…
Friends, it seems in my meager attempt to gain wisdom and insight in regards to the issues, I missed the point entirely. I was trying to see what He sees. Know what He knows. When really, all I needed to do was to seek Him. Know Him. Gain wisdom on how He moves through our everyday and intertwines all for His glory.
I don’t need to know more to do more, I need to Know Him so I can trust more.
I don’t need to solve the issue, I need to seek The Solution.
I don’t need to clean up the ashes, I need to watch Him transform them into a masterpiece.
I don’t need answers. I simply need Him.
And I’m learning as I reflect on His greatness and all He’s done for me. As I praise Him for what He has already done, and what I know He is capable of, my struggles don’t seem too constricting. The answers don’t appear out of reach. And the pain seems minimal in light of what He’s suffered because of me.
I’m starting to realize what David knew well. With each passing day, Psalm 46 becomes more personal.
“Be still, and know that I am God”
It’s in the knowing we find rest in our souls. It’s in the admission of Who Reigns that our iceberg troubles melt into stepping stones.
So today, I’ll strive to know Him a little more. I’ll praise Him in prayer and share how I’ve seen Him move. I’ll confess how big He is and how small I am in comparison. And I’ll rest in believing He’s got this next thing on my list covered.
How about you, friend? How do you bring your heart to Him in prayer? What comfort do you cling to as you walk through trials? I’d love to hear.