Monday, December 21, 2015

How the Message of Christmas Changed My Prayer Life



Strange how a baby born in humility could be named Emmanuel, God with us (Matt. 1:23).

Strange that the “God with us” left this earth with the promise, “I am with you always” (Matt. 28:20).

Strange that the God who is the “Great King over all the earth” (Psalm 47:2) stooped to arrive in the womb of a teenager, be born in a stable, sleep in a manger, and be tortured on a cross.

This God who came to dwell among us was called Emmanu-el. “El” means “the powerful God.” When He humbled Himself to become a man, Emmanuel was the powerful God among us.



When we approach His throne, enter through the curtain, and kneel in His presence, we are stooping to the King over all the earth, the powerful God who stooped even lower so we could come.

Prayer is humility—following in His footsteps.

Prayer is bringing requests to a God who hears prayer from a humble heart (Isaiah 66:2).

Prayer is kneeling in the presence of the powerful God who is with us (Emmanuel) who welcomes our presence and listens to our voice.

Prayer is the message of Christmas believed in and celebrated every day of the year.


“The LORD of hosts is with us.” (Psalm 46:7,11)



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Monday, December 14, 2015

How Three Extra Minutes Changed My Prayer Life



I’ve never read the book, Too Busy Not to Pray, but often its title has flashed through my mind and convicted my heart.  The busier I am, the more I need to pray.

But because many of us have only windows of time here and there when we can enter our closets and kneel at His throne, how can we take advantage of those prayer times most effectively?

Recently, I learned the importance of three extra minutes.

Sometimes it’s less. Sometimes more. But my prayer life has changed.




When God gave instructions for building the Temple, the stairs leading up to the entrance were to be structured unevenly, so the worshipper was forced to take each step with caution, slowly and thoughtfully.

This is how we are to approach prayer. Not running into His presence, whipping out a prayer list, and rattling out our requests like a To-Do List.

We need three extra minutes—sufficient time to remind our hearts what prayer is all about and to acknowledge to the One we are trusting that He is much more to us than a friend and a loving Father.

When we pray, we’re entering a throne room, where a curtain has been pulled back so we can come boldly into the presence of the One who is waiting to hear our voice.

So I’ve been starting my prayers by reading others’ prayers. The Psalms. Out loud. As worship to the God who will be answering my prayers. And as a comfort to my heart as I remember who He is.

Think of yourself as a worshipper ascending the stairs slowly as you approach His throne. As you come, pray a Psalm, such as this one: “As the deer pants for the water brooks, so pants my soul for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God . . . I shall yet praise Him. The help of my countenance and my God.”  (Psalm 42)

The stairs are ascended now. Your heart is prepared. You can go through the curtain, kneel, and lay your requests before God.

We’re too busy not to pray.

But when we pray, let’s not be too busy.

Let’s give it three extra minutes.


“In this manner, pray:
Our Father in heaven.
Hallowed be your name. . .”  (Matthew 6:9)

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Monday, December 7, 2015

How a Curtain Changed My Prayer Life



It’s 3:00 on Passover afternoon, following a darkness that could be felt.

With the light returned, the lambs begin to be slaughtered. Sin had to be covered, and only by their blood.

Suddenly, the sound of fabric ripping fills the temple courtyard. Something was happening to the giant curtain dividing man from God! Had someone entered the Holy Place? Was someone breaking into the Most Holy Place?

No one had entered.

No one touched the curtain.

God reached down and tore it in half.

God opened the way for man to come to His throne—the mercy seat—where we find grace to help in time of need (Hebrews 4:16).




Because that curtain was torn, prayer is the welcome of God, beckoning us to kneel before His throne in His presence and commune.

Prayer isn’t words hitting a stone wall, an iron ceiling, or even a 6-inch-thick fabric barrier.

Prayer is our spirits entering a throne room, opened by priceless blood.



“Having, therefore, brethren, boldness to enter into the holiest by the blood of Jesus . . .
let us draw near with a true heart in full assurance of faith.” (Hebrews 10:19,22)


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