why do we pray?

by singerchick~ If we're honest with ourselves, we've all asked this question.  Whether out loud or just a passing thought, we have wondered why, if God is all knowing and he has our lives planned out and he knows the outcome, do we pray?

I've never had an experience in my own life where I cried out to God and felt like he was completely silent, but I've watched others pray for life only to loose the life of a loved one or pray for healing and not receive it.  I've witnessed things that have made me question why we pray. 

This week I found a blog post that asked this very question.  The answer that God gave this blogger was simple yet so profound.  I read it on Monday and I can't get it out of my head.  I've "chewed" on it all week and my view on prayer is forever changed.

I'll be honest, I never really enjoyed praying.  Well, not the "substantial praying" where you feel like you have to say all the right words and if you don't pray just right, God might not hear you.  On the other hand, I love simple chit chat with God throughout my day.  But God knew I needed a new understanding for prayer and he led me right to it this week.  I want to share it with you.

I don't want to put in a lot of my 2 cents here because I want you to read her blog first, but I'll just say this.  Prayer is another way of worshiping our God.

This blog is about a lady's year long struggle with severe post partum depression.  You may not have time to go back and read all of her posts so I'll try and summarize.  She spent the first year of her little girl's life living a nightmare.  She didn't sleep, her anxiety was so that she couldn't care for her baby at times, she lived in such a state of dark depression that she questioned whether or not she wanted to live.  To make matters worse she spent a lot of money seeing many doctors and even more money on the drugs they prescribed only to be told she wa bi polar and that she just needed to hold her baby.  She could not find the help she needed and all the time she was crying out to her God.  She believed that he was able and she trusted him, yet she felt that he was silent.  To make a long story short, she ended up seeing a doctor that could help her (she had a complete hysterectomy) and she is well today and enjoying her little girl.

Please read this post and let God speak to you today.
http://ayearofsearchingforhelp.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-do-we-pray.html

There are aspects of this that I want to discuss, but I wanted to give everyone an opportunity to read first.  Feel free to express your thoughts in the comments.

Comments

[sassychick]

This was great. Put very eloquently what I have been feeling recently. It is a conversation with the MOST HIGH. We are not in need of saving, we already have been. We are not in need of love, we are already loved. Beautiful perspective.

Im looking forward to your insight!

[Laura]

As one who has suffered with clinical depression for 40+ years now, I have to tell you, this is one of the most insightful blogs I've ever read. Thanks so much for sharing it and I'll be sharing it with those I know are suffering through PPD.