It is a sad day when tragedy strikes our nation and the first thing you see on your newsfeed is “Everyone needs to stop praying!” As if we, the world, flawed, messed up, greedy, broken, and shooting each other, have a better handle on creation, the universe, time and space, life and death, suffering and joy than the Creator himself. No, I don’t know his intricate plan, but I do know who holds the keys to everything that is everything. Just to clear things up, as a Christian, I will go ahead and fill everyone in on when it’s acceptable for me to pray:
I pray in the morning.
I pray at night.
I pray for my food.
I pray for my business.
I pray for my husband.
I pray for his job.
I pray for my children.
I pray that I can bridge the gap between my son’s autism, and the world he is growing up in. I pray for my friends. Some are battling cancer. Some are trying to navigate a broken or lost marriage. Some are dealing with the fallout of suicide, and trying to put the broken pieces back together. I prayed prayers of hope when I was single, that I would find a Christian partner. I prayed prayers of thanksgiving when I held our firstborn in my arms for the first time, and when our third son was born, I prayed prayers of anguish and heartbreak as I held him in my arms, for the first (and the last) time….
But. I. Still. Prayed.
There will be times in your life when all you can do is pray. You will be afraid, back against the wall, you’ll have no control, and be completely at the mercy of your adversary, whether it be spiritually, mentally, health-wise, or even a real person standing right in front of you, and it will be your only option. These times have come and will continue to come to everyone in various forms no matter what mankind thinks it can control. So yes, we pray daily, for strength, understanding, and change, even though sometimes his answer may not be the one we hoped for in that moment.
I am a person who is all about action. Many of you are too, and that is all fine and good, but if all the hope we have is put in man, then we will have no hope. Look what we are already doing to each other! We are a flawed and broken world that needs Jesus, and I will never be ashamed to approach the throne of God on behalf of the scared, the hurting, and the heartbroken. Prayer changes things. It changes lives. Prayer doesn’t equal a perfect life, but I absolutely refuse to live a life without the connection to my Lord and Savior.
You don’t have to pray with me. I’m not asking you to. I do know one thing is certain however; I won’t ever stop, I’m 1,000% okay with it, and 0% ashamed.
My prayers are with you, Florida.