This week in church we talked about engrained prayers.
When people are dying (or, I would venture, in situations of illness or sudden danger), we revert to the prayers that are most deeply engrained in our souls. It's when we suddenly feel the need to call out for help or comfort that we find out what's buried deep down in there: who or what do we pray to, and what words do we use?
I am sifting through memories of times I've been in need and what my reactions have been. I think I'm a pretty generic emergency pray-er, letting a little "help!" out of my heart into the heavens.
This week in church we talked about reading the Bible.
One of the big things I noted was the encouragement to ask ourselves, "what does this say to me?" instead of, "how can I pass this on?"
Maybe it's not up to us to give other people revelations. Maybe sometimes we need to hang onto them. Maybe everyone is on their own journey and we don't know what their journey is and they are learning things in their own time. Maybe I am realizing as I type this just how badly I need to remember this notion and stop trying to tell other people how they should be living their lives and focus on mine instead. (But I will keep doing it on this blog!)
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