:: In.a.Mirror.Dimly ::

The other day I was bringing my requests to God. I had a lot of them. It’s been a roller coaster of a year with it’s fair share of set backs and confusion.

I was making sure God knew about all of that.

What was I thinking? Of course he knew all of that. I realized that I had a very silly and limited view of God. While I needed to let go of these matters and entrust them to his care, my prayers that morning treated all of my requests as fresh news to him, as if he might fall off his throne with surprise at what I had to say.

No, God was not shocked. And so, if I didn’t need to spend too much time filling him in on everything, what should I do with my prayer time? I didn’t have too much to talk about when I cut my suggestion list short.

That was a bad sign.

I’ve been reading the Psalms lately. It’s been good for me to read about the majesty and power of God. It’s also a nice cheat sheet on how to pray. I could steal the Psalmist prayers.

As I meditated on my reading from that morning, I thought of a question: “God, what do you want?”

I’m sure I’ve thought of this before, but the question just about knocked me over. Good thing I was sitting on the floor. After asking that question I sensed the joy of God. Something opened and I sensed that God was up to something.

I had changed my focus from myself to him, and that has made all the difference.