Need Prayer? Let's Get Some Help
Is the world the natural product of an obscure prehistoric equation? Is Earth simply the field of battle to determine the fittest bacteria or the strongest living organism? Is it one of many, or one of few such stones in the swirling blender of space? Are these or any similar questions relevant? Is not the real question... "Who breathed LIFE into me, and how do I get more of IT?"
From what I've read, the being that did that breathing spoke to many people who had the same questions many years ago. Those people passed down the answers and translated them over many generations and languages. It seems to boil down to the promise of life beyond this life--when my earthly end comes I will secure more life, the value of which is variable depending on whom I choose now to live it with later.
It seems simple. This first life is anything but. Especially as a person grows old.
Let Us Take a Chance
As the minutes, days and years go by, people sometimes grow tired of one another and indifferent to human suffering and need. There are many examples of this, some on a global scale... some in our own homes. It's so easy to give help and support; and yet it can be so hard to ask for it. As we age, we find that insecurity, fear and resentment can keep our usefulness bottled and capped.
Can we break the bottle letting ourselves out? Well, that's a question I suppose everyone must answer individually.
There once lived a man who left a steady, respectable profession to follow a radical extremist around the countryside speaking to poor, ill, and outcast people. For several years he watched this radical inspire the broken-hearted, heal the sick, and even raise the dead. Lives were transformed, young and old, rich and poor, "religious" and "heathen". The follower saw miracles performed and even participated in them. He learned a very important lesson when the radical, several young children hovering close around him, one on his knee and another in his arms, said... "allow all of these little children to come to me. For this is what it will be like for you in the presence of God."
This is so important. To know that our Creator has assumed the role of our Father may help us understand the relationship this radical described to his followers. God loves us as his children, and wants to provide for us. As a father myself, I love the idea of having God looking after me. Imagine for yourself what it would be like to go on after this life into the arms of a Creator who has seen you as his own child, waiting for you to come home from a long dangerous journey. That's how this radical described God.
So... what to do while we wait...
When the radical in the story angered the religious powers who "led" the people, it was determined that he must be destroyed. His follower proclaimed his allegiance to the death, and in love the radical corrected his pride and self-confidence. Shortly afterward in a dark and quiet place of meditation, the radical, knowing the horrors awaiting him in physical torture and spiritual separation from God, asked the follower to pray for him. As they separated among the trees and in the shadows, they prayed. The radical spoke fervently to God the Father, knowing full-well what was ahead of him; but the follower slowly drifted off to a restful sleep.
Soon the soldiers sent by the religious powers came to find the radical, and they led him away to his physical destruction. The failure of the follower to pray was not the reason for the radical's destruction. The destruction was pre-determined to be a sacrifice acceptable to a perfect Creator for the covering of a world of human choices. No, the failure of the follower to pray was an example for generations of what happens if we don't ask God for help. You see, as the radical was led away to his destruction, the follower, who had slept up to the approach of the soldiers, lost his understanding. He forgot the promises awaiting him. As accusers questioned him about his relationship with the radical, he denied ever knowing the man. He didn't pray for help, and he did what he promised he would never do. He fell away from the goal, just like we all do.
The follower learned his mistake, and soon became a strong and faithful teacher of radicalism. He was faithful to "the cause" to his end.
This is what we do while we wait... We pray. We pray as if we were in the dark under the trees with the radical. Stay awake... Pray.
One of the promises is that "where two or more are praying, there God will be also". So let's do this. Let's pray together and see all of what happens. This may be the perfect place to do this. Let's sign in here, and respond to one another's needs. Let's call out to the Creator, and report the response right here. Do you need prayer? Say so, right here.
Help from father is available. Let's take all there is!