It used to be that I legit didn't know what to say.
It is still that way but now I feel as though I have too much to pray for.
Instead of getting on my face for these things
I push it away and hardly ever find myself in intimate prayer.
I sat down today and prayer a scary prayer today.
"Lord show me what to pray for."
I'm an idiot.
I immediately went saw a ton of snapshots in my head.
Faces. Situations. Dark places. Oppression. Names. Words.
Now I know what to pray for.
What about little baby Baskar in India.
He can't hear. He doesn't have a family. He has no one to teach him sign language.
What about the babies like Baskar that are tossed out because they have disabilities.
Thank you for being their spiritual Father. Please send them a physical family as well.
What about the beggers in India who are not only begging for coins
but ultimately begging for the reason of existence.
Appear to them in dreams.
Show them You are the reason we breathe.
Provide for their physical needs
but ultimately Spiritual needs.
What about all of those who are sick.
Paralyzed.
Bedridden for life with no healthcare.
With no knowledge of the One who breathed us into being
is still HEALING today.
Lord simply breathe on them. Heal them.
That you will be known in distance places.
What about the witch doctors all over that convince people that they are gods.
What about those that fall for it?
Lord slam down the spirits that heal...
That you will be known as the one true Healer.
That many may know You.
What about the numerous pastors around the world that are physically persecuted every single day
counting it as GAIN for Your name.
Put your angels around them...
that onlookers will see a mob walking down the street.
Protect them, Lord.
What about the generation in Asia that is rising that is solely Muslim.
Very devout. Very disciplined. Very devoted. But very wrong.
Lord cause a revival for your Name.
What about the black hole of materialism worldwide that only leaves us lusting after more.
Show us that you are the only thing that will last.
What about the oppressed Christians all over Europe
still thinking they have to gain salvation.
Implant a spirit of peace. They your grace is efficient.
And the Swazi babies.
Lord you know they make me weep at the thought.
For those babies providing for other babies.
Desperate and alone...
one meal a day if they are lucky.
Send your angels and encamp around them.
Provide. Embrace. Love.
The street boys in Mozambique.
Lord you know they're badass...
Tweak a tiny bit in their hearts and make them
fearless disciples for your name.
Lord protect them from all the junk on the streets
and whisper in their ears the secrets of your heart.
I know that they will change the world.
God you know there are no words for Thailand.
Lord break the girls in trafficking out of their chains.
Stop the pimps in their tracks and pull them to their knees.
Break their hearts for the sick lifestyle they have been sucked into.
Humble the men that use these fragile bodies....
Change their hearts, God.
Your will be done on Bangla Road.
For the street boys, prostitutes and babies in Cambodia.
Lord the oppression in the past is gone
Now it is a broken Lord begging for a Savior.
You are the only answer.
Blow it upppp.
Show the country who is now the King.
America needs you more than any of these places.
We have the means to take your name to the nations
yet we get distracted so easily.
We are comfortable.
We often get comfortable with our needs being met
that we don't realize that our souls and starving.
We need You.
For those of us dealing with sexual sin.
Depending on substances for an escape.
For those of us that have deep suffocating secrets...
send the words and courage to bust out of them.
for those of us that have no hope...
remind us that you're our only hope.
Those of us who have no idea what the heck comes next....
give us the assurance that you have the ENTIRE thing planned out.
Financial struggles.
Marriage struggles.
Prodigal children.
We clearly need you, Lord.
Lord embrace the orphans.
Love on the widows.
Constantly remind us that you are the only thing worth living for.
Regain the Glory of this psycho world.
Ultimately Lord, show us how to pray.
