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What does Prayer mean to You?

I found an old journal entry from my senior year of high school about what prayer meant to me. I read it and then decided to write again about what it is for me 3 years later and once again today. Here are the entries:

8/26/08
Prayer has been different throughout my life. But right now it is almost a constant continual all day thing. It is a way to survive from day to day. To keep my heart and mind set on the right things, to keep the enemy from lying to me and bringing me down. Without praying constantly I would be miserable and without hope and satan would completely tear me apart with his lies of telling me I'm not good enough, that I cant make it without my best friend no longer here. That I'm not strong enough to make it through all the storms of this life. And to be honest I am not strong enough so I find my strength in God through prayer. He will carry me through.


8/27/11
Prayer is my hideaway. It is my time alone with my heavenly Father. It is where I go when I am scared, worried, ashamed,sad,joyful and thankful. It is my strength in a crazy messed up world, a quiet when everything else is chaos. It is where I can sit back and hear my Fathers heartbeat. It is where my Father speaks to me, where I can talk to him about anything and everything.It's where I find hope. Its where miracles happen. It is where victory is won!


12/3/14
Prayer is where I spend time with my Daddy, where I take my anxious and fickle heart to be restored and stilled. It is also where I take my heart when it is full of joy and thanks. Prayer is where I come to cry for my loved ones and myself when I see those lives on a path of selfishness and/or destruction. Prayer is where I come to change my heart from what MY emotions tell it to feel and realign it with what my Daddy says and tells it to feel. Prayer is where I come when I have a hard time loving others well, because I myself am not loving and need the Spirit to love through me. It is where I come when I am overflowing with gratitude for the friends and family I have, for the opportunities and constant out pour of blessing I have encountered in my life. It is where I come to reflect on and thank God for His relentless pursuit of my life. Prayer is where I come to be humbled knowing there is nothing good in me but the Spirit. It is where I come for wisdom, discernment and peace. Prayer is something I want to learn and discipline myself to be in every moment of my day.

I wrote today's without looking at the past two...when reading the first I see how I clung to prayer and communion with God from moment to moment when my world had been shattered. I want not only to practice the presence of God when I am in deep sorrow but when I am full of joy and everywhere in between.

Anyways, that being said...



What does prayer mean to you?

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