A Prayer of the Father.

Praying in the Spirit

A friend asked if she was praying in the Spirit when she prayed in tongues and this is how I responded:
 
As long as you are praying “to” God, I believe it is praying in the Spirit.”Evening, morning and noon I complain and murmur and He hears my voice.” (Psalm 55:17)

“In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance with God’s will. And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” (Romans 8:26-28)

It doesn’t matter how we pray, as long as it’s in Love to Him.

“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.” (1 Corinthians 13:1)

And upon solving this problem of prayer, it reminded me of a story that a friend once told me.

Here’s how it goes:

A man without a home walked through a large town praying softly as he went. A certain man wearing black saw him and told him he needed to have his sins forgiven before he could be heard of God. Another man stopped him and told him he needed to pay the tithe to be heard of God. Still another, a woman said to him that unless he spoke in a heavenly language he would not really commune with God. He also met a man on his way who told him that unless he was in the temple his prayer would not be heard and also a young man who told him he was wasting his time for there was no God. Then there was the man who told him that unless he faced in a certain direction and bowed his prayer would never be acceptable to God. Then, after walking a long distance, sitting down and contemplating all these things, a small child seemingly from nowhere ran up to him and stood silently before him, her arms outstretched, holding a flower. The flower had many petals of different hues. The little girl smiled as the man opened his hands to receive her gift and all his wonderment vanished… Smiling, he prayed a prayer of thanksgiving to God for speaking to him that day… -Anonymous

 

The little girl was a representation of the man’s actions toward God. The girl gave a token of beauty toward the man, what he gave without pretense toward God. The girl is the man and the flower is the unconditional prayer. God wanted to show the man He heard his gift of prayer just as the gift of flower was received by him. The petals are different hues just as our prayers are different. Though they are imperfect, they are made perfect and presentable to the Father through the Holy Spirit so that even a “moan” (Psalm 55:17 ESV) is acceptable.

 

The journey to God can be a thousand steps through form and dogma…it is one step through the heart, childlike, innocent love. -Anonymous

 

girl sniffing flower

All prayer will be Perfected in Him as long as it’s toward Him and not out of pride, so pray without fear of guilt or error.

 

I believe that whenever we are thinking “with” God in mind it is prayer. It would explain what Paul means when he directs us to “pray without ceasing” (1 Thessalonians 5:17) as we cannot always have hands clasped and head bowed at all times as people commonly see prayer to be.

 

It is true that prayer is speaking to God and listening for His still small voice. But it is more than this. Before words there are thoughts. Prayer is the condition of a mind focused toward its creator. Therefore, a a life of prayer is simply mindfulness toward and the realization of the presence of God. This is becoming one with God… -Anonymous

 

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