Tuesday, May 20, 2008


A life of prayerlessness is a life riddled with anxiety.

Cool! That almost sounds quotable!

Don't know when, nor how, but somewhere along the path of my life, I began to be an anxious person. I hope I don't have to spend the rest of my life trying to undo that, but I am thankful that I can see it clearly now.

The clarity comes as I make up my mind to pray more. Sometimes my prayer is a mumbled "Jesus, help me"... no matter, I know he hears even my mumbles. In fact, He knows what it is I am going to say before I even say it! Even so, I will still speak it aloud, because the words stop me, calm me, go deep into my heart.

I am finding that I am more keenly aware of my anxious thoughts as I determine to become a praying person. And the prayer saves me from them, or God saves me from them during my obedience to pray.

It's starting to finally click.

He really listens, no doubt about that!

~christa jean


DotBlogger said...

Jesus is our friend. :)

Brenna said...

Such a good post, CJ. This is just good, common sense.

Jennifer P. said...

What a beautiful post. I have found such peace in prayer as well. It's wonderful to have God as my best friend, and to just go about all day "chatting" with Him, then to get down on my knees and really plead with him too. I feel I have been delivered from all or the majority of the fear and anxiety in my life. So happy that you are feeling the same blessing.

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