“Call unto Me, and I will answer thee, and show thee great and mighty things which thou knowest not!” Jeremiah 33:3
Prayer Changes Things.
This mantra has graced bumper stickers, t-shirts and posters.
It is a spiritual truth that we all know and firmly believe in when we call upon God to perform mighty works. We know that in faith, when we ask, we shall receive according to His will. We boldly enter the throne of grace to make our petition known to God.
Prayer Changes Things.
The more I think about the complete sovereignty of God and that His plans can never be thwarted, I wonder, does prayer really change things?
Is it my prayer that moves God to act upon something while I’m seated in the waiting room of life?
I have made many petitions to God and seen many prayers answered. I have seen prayer work. In an instant, I have prayed and God has answered. In my midst. Immediately. Before my eyes.
I am witness to His wonder.
Prayer Changes Things.
My life is written. God knows and has already seen His purpose and plan accomplished in me. When I was formed in my mother’s womb He chose me to be His own. He knew I would be a sheep gone astray, several times over. He knew I would cry out to Him during the earthquakes and aftermaths of my life.
With every petition, I entered in His presence.
With every cry, I grew closer to Him.
With every prayer, my heart that swerved off the straight and narrow was put in alignment.
Prayer Changes Me.
It changed how I viewed my pain and circumstances. God indeed showed me wondrous things, because I was ready to still my heart and see them. He providentially guides my prayer life, laying on my heart what to pray for so His power will be manifested in my eyes.
God demonstrates His power through prayer, but I don’t know that it changes things. It has made me aware of God’s work and power in my life and those around me.
Prayer Changes My Vision.
My attitude in prayer has changed. Rather than making requests in hopes of prayers answered, I echo the cry of Moses saying, “Show me your glory!” I don’t look for the answers, I look for Him. I don’t look for a promise fulfilled, I look for His glory. Prayer time becomes communion and fellowship. A time I call upon Him and God begins to show me great and mighty things I never knew.
I like to think of prayer as God turning the page, revealing more of the story. Showing more of His power, providence and sovereignty. Pulling back the curtains of Heaven, realizing He does indeed have a plan for me. I am made acutely aware of Him guiding me toward His accomplished plan.
And if I have it all wrong, I know I’m still covered.
“…For we do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words.” (Romans 8:26)
Do you think prayer changes things?
