Prayer

Lord, hear my cry--hear me when I cry out to you!

When Erik was a baby we had one of those baby monitors. You know what they are, the unit in the child's room transmits to a hand held receiver, so you can hear when the baby wakes up. Sometimes we'd hear giggling and know he was alright. But many times he'd cry out. Then we'd run in and pick him up.

Of course he didn't know we could hear him.


We, on the other hand, know that God is listening. Not to a baby monitor. But to us--our prayers. We know that God hears us--whether we're happy and joyous and full of thanksgiving and praise for him. Or if we're in crisis, alone and afraid and crying out to him in anguish or confession. God hears our prayers.

One of the Lenten spiritual practices is prayer. You practice it when you pray in whatever form. Here's a thoought--as you drive to work tomorrow, make it a prayer journey. Pray for the person jogging, the kids on the bus, the people on the news you're listening to, the guy who cuts you off. hey might not hear you.

But God will.

Thanks be to you O God--for you hear my prayers! Amen



Happy Birthday Erik!!