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Me Tarzan. You Practical Prayer

Let me tell you a truth: Prayer is an instrument. What's more, prayer is a tool and like all tools, if you use it correctly, if you use it correctly it yields life-altering results. Of course.... you can still take a screw out with a knife rather than a screwdriver, but it pays to have (and know how to use) the right tools. Prayer changes lives in two ways:
1. It allows ON HIGH POWER to freely move in a situation or person. In fact, to paraphrase Dr. Miles Munroe, when you pray, you give God the permission to work/do what is necessary on your behalf (to change said situations). this may be based on the premise that God is a Gentleman and will not forcibly go where he is not wanted.

2. It calms mental energies. face it, whether one believes or doesn't believe in actual prayer, the very act of praying helps soothes consciences (contrition/confessing out loud), provides a sense of absolution (much sought between humans) and gives peace where there is pain. Pray for a grieving family in their presence and whether they are spiritual or not, chances are that a). they'll breathe better/find some rest after because b). someone took the time and effort to pour positive energy into their lives. And isn't that what humans SHOULD be doing anyways - pouring positivity into each other?

Here's another truth about prayer: Sometimes, people use the flat handled end of the knife to knock a nail into the wall. In essence, people use prayer as an excuse NOT to make any 'real' action forward. Here are three examples:
1. A friend told me this story once: She had just left school with all her subjects and was (naturally) searching for a job. A prominent businessman in her country was actually attending her church and at the time knew of her need. he offered to "pray" that she gets a job soon. ... Did i mention, prominent businessman?

2. A lady gets what i call a GOD-Call years ago to go and give my mom some groceries. At that time we were ina  sorry state, but if you saw us, you'd never know we were. FOR WEEKS this devout, praying woman found it hard to follow the vibes and left the groceries in her car (for weeks). It wasn't until her car started to give serious problems did she take the hint that maybe... she should just help her "sister" out. I love these people.

3. Finally, me. In a bus a few years ago, there was an old man sitting next to me, looking like he was on the verge of a heart attack. Now, I felt to pray for him because it's what i know works. The two (latin) girls next to him, gave him a bottle of water to drink. It eased him some. The bottle water in the circumstance, was more appropriate.

And that's the thing. sometimes all one needs is for someone to give you a glass of water - be practical. In fact, there's a Biblical Proverb that basically says - don't turn away your neighbour when you have it in your will to help.

I'm just saying, on this week of prayer - and beyond - be practical with your prayers. 
Email/send out resumes with your prayer.
Open your eyes to the possibility of a mate with your prayer.
And if you're going to pray fro the betterment of the Republic, how's about we BE more courteous on the roads, seek and stamp out corruption, open up to new methods and policies, don't run out on our families and so on. 

That soothing, positive, up-worthy feeling one gets with prayer MUST go hand in hand with the willingness to DO something tangible... something practical. So BE practical.

pax
tracy j h

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