My prayers are always very simple. Every morning when I go down to the curb to get the paper, I look up and tell God, "Good job. Awesome. That's a really pretty sky this morning." Or if it is raining, "Thank's for the rain. My plants and yard need it. I appreciate your rain." I don't have long prayers. I just try to keep in contact with the Father.
Think of all the people all over the world that are speaking to Him at the same time. It is a wonder that he listens to me at all. But then, He is God. He loves us every one. Why? I don't know.
He is easy to love. I don't think that we are. He must be immensely patient.
In the Psalms, David had those same feelings of smallness. He said to God: "What is man that you are mindful of him? And the son of man that you visit him?" Psalms 8:4
The writer of Hebrews felt exactly the same way because he quoted David in Hebrews 2:6 "But one in a certain place testified, saying, What is man that you are mindful of him? or the son of man, that you visit him?"
I cannot imagine the bigness of God. My mind is too small to comprehend that. I end up reducing him to a throne and apologizing to Him for my inadequate imagination.
He is God. He is huge. Imagine that.
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