Prayer. It’s something that Christian women do everyday. We talk to God during those quiet times in the morning when the rest of the world still seems to be asleep. We talk to God in the frustrating chaos of traffic as we’re rushing to get to school, to work, or to the gym. We cry out to God in the shower (when we think that no one else can hear us) and beg for his help to get through the next day, the next hour, and sometimes the next minute without having a complete mental and physical meltdown. We lift up our voice to God in worship, with fellow believers, as we confess our sins, repent of our ways, and rely on His Spirit to start anew. We talk to God in the stillness – uttering nothing with our mouths, yet often groaning in our souls. In his book Beyond Personality, C.S. Lewis describes it like this:
“An ordinary simple Christian kneels down to say his prayers. He is trying to get in touch with God. But if he is a Christian, then he knows that what is prompting him to pray is also God [the Spirit]: God, so to speak, inside of him. But he also knows that all his real knowledge comes through Christ, this Man who was God – that Christ is standing beside Him, helping him to pray, praying for him. You see what is happening. God is the thing beyond the whole universe to which he is praying – the goal that he is trying to reach. God is also the thing inside of him which is pushing him on – the motive power. God is also the road bridge along which he is being pushed to that goal. So that whole threefold life of the three-personal Being is actually going on in that ordinary little bedroom where an ordinary man is saying his prayers. The man is being caught up into the higher life … he is being pulled to God by God through God, while still remaining himself.”
I love it. Through all the craziness, through all the sin, through all the joy, through all the disappointments, through all the triumphs, and through all the heartbreaks of life, our God always remains intimately concerned with our prayers. Whether we are in our cars, in the shower, at the kitchen table, in our child’s room, or kneeling beside our own beds, every member of the Trinity is always involved when we pray. No prayer is too small; no request is too great; no sin is so insurmountable that it cannot be dealt with by our Triune Maker.
But here’s the question: how often do we feel that type of intimacy with God? We may know that it exists, but when was the last time that we felt like we were being caught into the higher life? And if it’s been a while … why?