This morning at church, our praise team sang a song called "Broken Hallelujah" by The Afters. It got me thinking about trying to live a God-directed life. No matter how much I try, how noble my aspirations, I will always come up short. And what God does is, He takes my weak, broken, feeble attempts to honor Him and accepts it.
Saturday, August 22, 2015
When we want to learn how to do something, we need a teacher
Kids learn how to ride a bike from someone who knows how to.
You learn the tasks at your job from someone else.
In my life, prayer is a lot like that. Prayer is mot something I have a natural inclination to do. Even the disciples asked Jesus to teach them how to pray.
More recently, I have found myself drawn to prayers that have been written. It's not so much about using the words, as much as developing a prayer pattern. Another thing about learning something is you may start mimicking the teacher, but eventually, you develop a style all your own...