Saint Patrick’s Day

I haven’t been able to post lately, my time management skills have yet to improve. But, I do find time to check my email, and consequently, my subscriptions. So here’s something I really believe would be a great read.

“Saint Patrick: Green Beer Has Nothing To Do With Him”  

is Chief of the Least‘s latest post, and I really liked it and strongly believed I had to share it. (Click on the title to access the post.)

Turns out, I have been missing out way too much — I SHOULD be commemorating St. Patrick’s Day!

God’s grace is painted in an awesome shade of green on this holiday. Green symbolizing growth for Saints everywhere who endure trials and persecution (even from other believers — Saint Patrick had to deal with his superiors’ doubts while being strongly persecuted by some Irish rulers, lawgivers, and commoners) in pursuit of God’s call.

Prayer

I’ve always wanted to write about Prayer, I have a draft and everything, but never got to finishing it. Then God showed me this, apparently, He’s moved someone else to write it.

The Chief of the Least’s post about prayer strongly reflects my view of Christianity: It’s a relationship. God wants us to be in a relationship with Him, to have our status back as CHILDREN of THE MOST HIGH. He’s our loving Father waiting for us, His prodigal children, to come back to Him.

*I’ll have Bryan Daniels’ (a.k.a “The Chief of the Least”) blog linked in The Communion of Saints page soon.

**That’s sooner than I thought, here’s the linked page: Chief of the Least

Chief of the least

Your Father knows what you need before you ask him…(Matthew 6:8)

I struggle with prayer.

Conceptually and practically.

Most of those struggles are probably because I put unwarranted credence on my feelings at any given prayer moment. If I don’t feel a tangible groaning, or a burning in my chest, or goosebumps on my neck, then my prayers must have been rendered ineffective. Right? If I voice my prayer simply and without a series of major spiritual manifestations then certainly my appeals never made it past the bedroom ceiling. Right?

Wrong.

I am submitting to the awful doctrine that unless my prayer experience “feels” right to me, then God is impotent to answer them. In a twisted way, that is putting emotional subjectivism on the throne and kicking a Sovereign King off of it.

On top of this, Matthew 6:8 raises a different objection in the conscientious Christian:

God already knows what we will ask, so why…

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