I have been praying so much lately and I woke up this morning realizing that my prayers big or small, old or new, form layers just like this forest and God spills His gentle light throughout. I also thought of the community of believers and how as one we cry out to God in all our human ways and words and they make up this thing called corporate prayer.
In the aftermath of some storms that have passed and with the tragedy that occurred at the Boston Marathon yesterday I had a sense of how prayers were being said right in those shocks and pain.
I read this post yesterday on Facebook from Leonard Bernstein,“This will be our reply to violence: to make music more intensely, more beautifully, more devotedly than ever before.” I have heard (From my own lips at times) "All I can do is pray..." when in fact in the face of such pain it is exactly the most powerful thing we can do. I choose to pray because I believe He hears me. Priscilla Shirer has reminded me, "Our God is able to do for you! It's up to us to believe He can."
In a forest there are trees upon trees. I love the fullness of that feeling. Surrounded by growth everywhere you look. Lavish, wild, unpruned growth. May our prayers be like that. Open, real, even raw but releasing something so that God can make it beautiful. Look around at all that God is doing and see your prayers added to the others. Layer upon layer of it. His love thick with grace.