Where the road of prayer takes me to

I’ve spent enough time in various church environments to become confused about the topic of prayer. Before getting involved in churches prayer seemed to flow so much nicer. I’m pretty sure it’s the legalism that tainted my idea of talking to God. Throw in some threats, fear, and paranoia and you’ve got quite a mess. I’ve spent far too much time being afraid to pray, doubting my requests would be answered, thinking I needed to perform some church works and a plethora of other things in order to be heard by God. Days and days of feeling like no one could hear my painful cries. This prayer thing came with no tangible guarantee.

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It’s all by faith, right? Sending out a request with no evidence that it will be heard, much less answered. Then I’m told that God sometimes just says, “No”. How discouraging.

Is prayer like making a wish? Can I blow the dandelion in any direction and hope the seeds fall right where they should be?

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I’ve heard tons of teaching about prayer, read lots of books, and studied prayers in the Bible and still felt at a loss about what prayer really is.

“Make your requests known unto God”

Ok, then what?

So I’ve been deeply pondering this idea of prayer so much more lately. Some preachers will teach that we can call something out and it will happen…but if it doesn’t happen it means you lack faith, aren’t close enough to God, or have some sin in your life that hinders you from getting what you need.

This bothers me, because I don’t think God works like Cinderella’s fairy god mother who manifests our dreamy wishes with a few magic words.

deep sigh**

So I was thinking about the concept of ‘sowing and reaping’ and wondering how that plays out in the words we choose in prayer. When I’ve been wronged by someone my flesh’s response is for vengeance, but I know vengeance belongs to the Lord. If I pray for someone to ‘really learn their lesson’ then will I learn a lesson just as harshly later? If I pray for God’s grace on them, will I still have to suffer at their hands? How does God work out justice and grace for the bully and the victim? I want to take prayer seriously and carefully.

My gut wants to scream out a prayer to God, “Make them stop!” and yet sometimes years go by and people just don’t stop. I’ve known women who have been brutally abused for years as children…who would cry out for God to deliver them and didn’t get free from the abuse until they were old enough and strong enough to run away. Where was God for them? Why weren’t their prayers answered? Why do children starve in other countries? Why can’t prayer stop a tsunami from destroying their crops?

I’m tired of being at the bottom of the barrel in life, suffering.

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…and yet I cry out more to God, wondering where he is. I know, I know…I read in the Bible how he was faithful to people and sometimes it took a long time to answer them. Like how the Hebrew children had to wait 400 years for deliverance. I think about those generations of people who didn’t live long enough to see Moses come to their rescue. They never got their prayers answered.

  • I’m not satisfied to be in that kind of position my whole life.
  • I don’t think God intended that we have to be.

Sometimes I wonder if, while making my prayers known to God, that he might be saying,

“Then do something about it, Lisa.”

He lives within us and has given us his victory and power, but do we really tap into that source and what does it really look like when we do?

Thinking in these terms made me go back to the concept of sowing and reaping. If I have God’s power within me, to do whatever I want with it…how will I use that power?

Much like Bruce Almighty had to face. What if?

So with this in mind I pondered much deeper.

I don’t want to live in fear of praying, yet I want to be cautious of what I pray for. Our spoken words have power to bring life or death to any given situation. So it’s within this deep pondering of God’s power in my life that I began to see that prayer is about me. It’s about how I respond and what my responses will bring about. It’s just like that Sunday School song teaches us,

“It’s me, it’s me, it’s me O Lord,

Standing in the need of prayer”

I found that when I make prayer a serious matter about my heart condition, then God will reveal to me how *I* should view things and through that I gain wisdom for how I respond. Then my response will either bring life or death to a situation. And even if I still speak a wrong word in prayer, His grace covers it all.

This doesn’t mean we need to be doormats for abusers. I firmly believe God’s power is with us to stand up and fight when needed, but I don’t think the fight will look the same for everyone.

Sometimes a fight might be a private spoken word from God’s inward power and wisdom from my soul to speak words of life over an enemy.

“Lord, I pray this person will see themselves in a ‘mirror’ so they will be made aware of how their words and actions hurt others and that the person will be made aware of your deep love for his/her soul. Not so he/she will feel condemned, but rather changed. I pray for transformation in the life of this person and for he/she to experience the power of your grace.”

Because when they are made intently aware of God’s grace, then grace will naturally manifest in their lives and halt their abusive ways.

In this way, my prayer is one that exhibits God’s will and regardless of whether or not I see it manifest, I know that in this process my own heart has grown more gracious and forgiving. This is how I find peace with who I am. I am reminded that I was created in the image of God. In this I can be at peace, because God is peace.

So in prayer I find this spiritual growth in God’s kingdom within, but we still live in this physical kingdom ruled by humans and the power of the flesh. Not all humans will surrender to the Lord nor choose to live in the spiritual kingdom that’s within them. But I have to face those days by faith that everything will work out as it should be and continue to grow in the spirit. I do believe that the power we send out will come back to us again, it just may not be in a form that we expected.  God has his own ways of surprising us along this path.

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I think that once we have come to this understanding of who we are, then we are able to have clarity in how we decide to handle situations in this earthly kingdom. Inward growth and wisdom will manifest in outward growth and wisdom. And since the fruit of inward growth and wisdom is good fruit, I have to believe the outward growth and wisdom will produce good fruit too. There’s so much more I’d like to say about prayer, but this post is getting a bit long as it is. I hope you’ll subscribe and join me on this journey. I could really use your support.

Have you ever wrestled deeply with the topic of prayer? What has your journey been like?

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So I Was Hacked

It took me over a month to figure out what was going on with my blog. I noticed it was running really slow and I started dumping plug ins one at a time. I ran anti-virus and spam plug ins and used Google’s Web Master tools to try and find out what the problem was. Some browsers never noticed a thing, while Google Chrome was indicating Malware on my blog. Each time I tried scanning my site, the Google Web Master tool claimed my blog was clean, but Chrome said it wasn’t.

Long story short, I called my host’s toll free number and spoke to a representative who found the problem. The guy sent me the link to where the problem was. A website from Japan had hacked my blog and set up their entire business site on my server. They had inserted their site in this extension of my WordPress: wp-includes/js/swfupload/php/slim/. They had also added an entire new WordPress to my files that were very deep in my file.

The rep told me the vulnerability may have been through one of my older blogs which I no longer use. It hadn’t been updated with the newer version of WordPress and the hacker had found a way in. Needless to say, I decided to dump that whole blog entirely and I changed all my passwords.

So all of this on top of being in the middle of moving has really put a damper on my blogging and I haven’t even had a chance to update my decor. Christmas is coming so quickly and we aren’t done moving so I may have to skip the idea of a Christmas design for my blog this year. *bummer*

No matter how crummy things seem to be going, there’s always others who are in more need of prayer than I. A friend of mine is suffering tremendously this holiday season. Her little guy wiggled his way out of his daddy’s arms and fell, breaking his leg. The hospital called CPS and her baby boy and daughter were both taken from their home. The police investigated and declared it a false allegation of child abuse and closed the case..no charges were filed. However, CPS has not returned the children to their parents. Please join me in prayer that these precious babes can be returned and like their support page? I have known Tiffiny since she was in junior high school. She and her husband need our prayers and we pray the children can be home for Christmas and that CPS will stop this silly nonsense. There are plenty of drug infested abusive homes they can be intervening in instead of bothering with this family.

So while we all celebrate this festive month, lets be thankful for the little things in life and light a candle of prayer for those who are suffering.

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Prayers, Magic, and Positive Thoughts

In the midst of having such an exuberant week, looking towards great possibilities for our future, a phone call came in. Not the kind of phone call I thought I’d get..especially from this specific person. With the phone to my ear, I was vomited all over by hate filled words of anger and sly threats to ‘not ruin’ my husband with a phone call.

Sigh**

He may not even realize how hurtful his words were to me. He probably doesn’t even realize how abusive and manipulating he was.

I am quite certain he didn’t expect to hear what I had to say about it all…

“I’m hanging up now.”

*click*

I don’t enable bullies.

I’m done with being bullied.

I do consider myself a Christian, but I’m not a doormat. I’ll help whoever I can if they can be willing to work on changing their lives and we can walk together…but I’m not going to be a baby sitter.

What came next was far more painful…other people calling…who had already gotten an ear full from this man…and they believed him. They had their minds made up before calling me.

I had to spend several hours on the phone with people I deeply love, convincing them of the truth and pleading with them to consider my character. Let my character tell you that I’m innocent of the accusations.

Why is it so easy for people to swallow lies and accuse innocent people?

Do they want to believe the worst about me and my husband?

We’re not perfect people by any means. If someone wanted to accuse us of something, at least pick our real faults and not false faults.

So in the middle of my hope for our future, preparing my home for a move, and looking forward to a new start, I get this…I feel like I’ve been dumped on..I cried all day…trying to clean up the negative emotional vomit that covered me, picking out the chunks of hate from my hair.

How much more rejection do I need to suffer through?

I’m not Jesus. I can’t carry the weight of the world and the emotional unhealthy mental instability of those around me.

I can point to some resources, I can offer an encouraging word or two…but only those who are willing to receive it will benefit from it.

And so it is with great pain that I have to put up yet another boundary…to avoid mental and emotional vampires. I don’t need my positive energy ripped from me.

Over the next couple of months.. I’ll let the machine collect the calls. I emptied my email inbox and will create a new email..and not give it to negative hurtful people. I will be limiting access to my Facebook discussions.

And as much as I hate to be negative, I can’t help but to think they will be offended at my decisions and blame me further…instead of understanding how I feel..how hurt I am..and giving me the space I need to heal.

We need this move, we need this change, we need this new beginning. Please pray for us. Light a candle. Cross your fingers or rub the Rabbit’s foot for us. Whatever positive energy you are willing to send our way..we need some magic, my friends. Lots of it.

Open doors with provision.

A new community of love.

Opportunities to connect in humanitarian venues.

Working in a professional atmosphere.

Avoiding condemnation.

Healing for hearts and spirits.

Unity in family.

Forgetting the past and pressing into the future.

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