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You should pray more

I said it in jest. 

Turns out I had opened pandoras box.

She’s been in more than a few accidents over the period of 1 year. 

Most of the times we spent consulting, was to create a strategy to keep her from the next one. Right shoes. Good engineering, avoiding the wrong places etc and for a while things were good. There were no new injuries. 

That changed a week ago. 

On this particular day,  she had come in after a fresh fall with a broken arm.

I was seeing her after she was put in a cast and a sling. 

Turns out in an attempt to take over the duties of her domestic help, she had taken a tumble.

She agreed to the part about prayer but found it difficult to pray because her knees hurt and someone had convinced her that her payer was only valid when she was on her knees with hands folded and  hair covered. 

With all her physical limitations, that was only going to increase the pain, but because that was what she believed, she hadn’t prayed in a while.  

I almost thought she was joking. 

She wasn’t. 

She was currently thinking about how to join a prayer group so she could go with them to pray so she didn’t give up on prayer all together. 

I do understand reverence for God when it comes to posture in prayer but when you distill down the concept of prayer, it’s basically a conversation with your Father who loves you.1

I don’t know about you, but parents generally don’t have a lot of requirements for their kids to talk to them. 

Imagine your 5 year old walking in with a complaint or a report,  and you walk them back out because they’re not dressed appropriately or they didn’t come with the right gestures. 

We listen to our kids because we love them. 

We a sinful species, have a lot of tenderness towards the little ones that our ours.2

God is better than us in every measurable way. 

He’s more tender, more compassionate; more understanding, more giving etc

The standard of perfection we were required to meet, has been met by Jesus so we get to come to the Father.

We get to come with our broken bodies and broken hearts. We get to come with our messy noses, bad breath  and dishevelled hair. 

He’s not checking us at the door. He’s already checked Jesus and it breaks His heart when the rules of religion keep His children away in the name of, if I can’t do it right, I won’t do it at all.

It is my hope that you understand you can talk to Him at any time under any circumstances regardless of posture. 

It would be really hard to fulfil the mandate of pray at all times, if we had to do it perfectly. 

If you struggle with approaching Him the right way,  stop overthinking it. 

Just talk to your Father the way you would talk to a friend. 

That in essence is what prayer is about. 

It doesn’t have to be formal. It doesn’t have to be fixated. 

Do it however you can…and don’t fret about the scarf.

1- Matt 6v6

2- Matt 7v11