Sunday, August 4, 2013
And Then God Said "Lol"
I seldom need to make an appointment to talk to my husband. We live together and the conversation happens all day at random intervals depending on our tasks and modes of relaxation. We will read funny or powerful sections of books or websites to one another and we talk about whatever television show or movie we may be enjoying in the evenings. Or we sit outside at night and talk about kids, the stars, jobs, people at work and of course, the dog and her silliness. Even on his work days we talk on the phone during his breaks and lunch/dinner breaks.
If I was only allowed to talked to my husband once a week, I might put together a list of things I want to tell him or show him. But that is not how our relationship works. We live together and walk through all of our life experiences at the same time. So it makes more sense to just tell him stuff as it happens rather than saving up a list. Right?
The other day I saw a depressed sounding status pop up on my Facebook Feed and I automatically whispered, "Oh God, be close to her right now. What can I say that would help her today?" Then my fingers tapped away a short response to the status. Kind of an "Hey you're not alone..." kind of thing. No preaching or verses that fit the circumstance. Just a little "Hey...". And I went on to the rest of my Facebook wanderings.
This is how I pray. Because God and I have a relationship, a friendship that involves my whole life. I do not make an appointment or read from a list when I want to talk to Him about stuff. I just do it. As it happens. Like I do with my husband. We live life together, so the conversation happens when it happens.
My conversations with God could be called prayer, but it is seldom a written list or reminders of things to talk about, you know? He probably watches over my shoulder while I write in my journals and blogs. That keeps him pretty up to date on my happenings I suppose. I have found myself deleting whole sentences in my blog when I "hear" or feel Him quietly clearing His throat. Yes, that has happened more than once. :)
We read Facebook together and He helps me to keep scrolling when I would rather "set someone straight" about an issue. I think that God likes social media as a great bridge between people. Facebook and other hubs of internet interaction have the awful potential to seriously damage an individual or group, but the ability to help and assist others far outweighs the bad, I believe.
Sometimes the only comment I will leave someone on Facebook is a little red heart. It usually means that I have just prayed for them or will continue to pray for them that day. I made a promise to myself that I would never leave a comment saying I would pray for someone unless I could do it right then and there. And then I do it. Simple as that. Prayer does not require weeping and wailing and bruised knees. It is conversation with God. Even when there are no words...only a sigh or an "Oh God" will do.
If I ever did choose to create a prayer list, I suppose it's right here in front of me already...my Facebook and blog friends whose faces I see every day.
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