God must think I’m crazy.
There are always a million (okay, maybe only 57) things running around in my brain simultaneously. I used to talk to myself a lot, oftentimes aloud. The talking was more a narration of what I was doing in the moment and what I next needed to cross off the task list, all the while pouring out any accompanying feelings.
Truth is, I still talk to myself. Kind of. I’ve learned to exchange most of this babbling for praying. More simply, I talk to God about all these notions instead of spitting them right back at myself. That does no good at all. It’s better this way. I sometimes sing in that raspy voice in the midst. Sometimes there is a lapse where I try to listen. And then I talk some more.
I need to do this…cast all my cares on Him. He cares, I know He does. The more I talk to Him, the more I believe in His veritable love for me.
Maybe I am crazy. That’s why I need my Dad. He says He loves my words.
But yesterday, I had less words to say. I yearned for simplicity. I was tired and sickened of my own babbling. After all, hadn’t I been saying the same things over and over for days, months, and years? I know God takes us right where we are, no matter the day or the condition…be it a frenzy, serenity, or somewhere in between.
Out of the blue yonder, the Spirit brought The Lord’s Prayer to the forefront.
When I initially think of this passage, I think tradition. I think of all the times I’ve been to a Catholic service for family christenings, funerals, and first communions. I think of my high school cross country team huddling together at Brandywine Creek State Park before a huge invitational. I think about the nice settings in which it was said, and not necessarily the true meaning. I’m sure the scripture held weight in all those instances. After all, it is the Word of God. But yesterday, it became truer than true.
I quoted it line by line. It went a little something like this…
Our Father in heaven,
God, Father, Dad,
hallowed be your name,
Your name is great. YOU are great. I lift you up above everything.
your kingdom come,
Let me see your kingdom here in this place.
your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
That’s all I really want, whatever that is.
Give us today our daily bread.
Thanks for the Apple Jacks.
And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us.
Forgive me! And give me the humility to forgive where I have not.
And lead us not into temptation,
Keep my thoughts pure. Keep my motives righteous.
but deliver us from the evil one.
Keep me with You.
I’ve come alive again.