WHEN A HEART PRAYS WITHOUT WORDS

 


“In prayer, it’s better to have a heart without words

than words without a heart.”

John Bunyan

 

Almost every day, while speaking on phone or through messages, I say this to people close to me: “I am praying for you.” Sometimes, “I am praying for your family,” or “I am praying for your your parents’/children’s health”, or, some other times, “I am praying for the departed soul,”… and, even this: “I am praying for my country… leaders… neighbours… enemies,” and so on…

Yes, I say that so many times a day, every day…

But, I have never seen myself, after saying that, going down on my knees, closing my eyes, and really praying to God - “Dear God…. “

Frankly, I have never, ever done that…

So, what does this tell?

“I say it just to please my loved ones… Hollow words?” Or, “Am I the only one feeling like this?”




Just early this morning, on receiving an inspiring message (on Forgiveness) from a dear friend of mine, I said this in my reply:

“Good morning, my friend… Such a peaceful message, so profound… Thank you. And, I am praying for your healing.”

Forgiveness, sure, is crucial for every kind of healing – physical, emotional and spiritual – I know. But, when I said to my friend, ‘I am praying for your healing’, I was referring to his physical healing… He has been suffering from an unbearable pain, with swollen legs, for quite a long time. Despite all tests and medicines, my middle-aged friend, has difficulty while walking, which is, indeed, painful to watch.

Interestingly, I had heard this friend of mine saying, so often, the same line, to his loved ones – “I am praying for you.”

So, the question, again, comes up: “Did he say it just to please his loved ones… Hollow words?”

I don’t think so…




I think, a well-meant prayer is a genuine feeling with right intent… what John Bunyan calls - ‘a heart without words’.

I think, God hears it first…

 

GERALD D’CUNHA

Pic’s: 1. Juan Pablo Serrano  2. Ludvig Hedenborg

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