Yes, yes it does. Prayer changes minds, lives and situations. It changes one’s health, we actually get healthier when communing, communicating with God the Father.
Because … Prayer changes our minds! We literally begin to think differently about everything.
Why? Because when we pray to the Father of the Universe we come into His presence and are caught up in the enormity of Who He is and His LOVE for us and we begin to believe the truth of our situation.
Like some of us felt about our parents when we were younger.
Don’t get me wrong, I know not everyone had a secure parent/child relationship … I didn’t, however … God fixed that in me as early as 5 years old.
My childhood was a, let’s say, rough one. My dad was gone, well worse … he was voluntarily absent and my mom was ill. When I say my childhood it is more of a reference to a time or age in my life. I didn’t really have a childhood.
No, I’m not looking for sympathy; it’s just a fact of my life. One that others may need to know to be able to continue with what I am saying in this post.
When I was 5 some of the more traumatic events of my childhood occurred. My dad left when I was four … but I don’t really know how close to 5 I was at the time, and mom was sick and angry and sad and not taking care of herself, or us kids, very well.
I don’t remember what was going on specifically at the time, but that’s because what I experienced during the situation was so much more dynamic than the trouble that precipitated my amazing experience with Jesus.
We were sent outside to “play”, this was normal for most families at that time … it was 1970. But I didn’t play …. I grabbed my favorite pillow and a book before I was ushered out and the door was closed behind me. I went to our huge maple in the middle of the front yard and was reading (???) it had to be a children’s picture book, I was only 5! and at some point I fell asleep ….
Sometime later minutes, hours (?) I don’t know I was awakened to a very bright light and when I opened my eyes I saw feet in gold sandals and the hem of a white dress (that was my take on it) with blue trim and I heard a booming voice. I remember feeling funny, like a floaty feeling, but no fear or anxiety. I looked up into the light and heard him say …
“You won’t hurt any further. They cannot hurt you anymore.” Just that and a feeling of peace and comfort.
I tell you all this to tell you that this was the beginning of healing for me. I would not be where I am today; I would not be mentally, emotionally and spiritually healthy if God had not revealed Himself to that child I was. Over many, many years of running and hurting I never forgot that visitation. Even when my faith or my religion, which was not being fed in any way, I still prayed to this God, this Jesus (I did know it was Jesus) in my times of desperation.
He wasn’t done … He visited me again when I was 19 in a very tragic, life altering situation. And that visitation cemented me in my belief that there was a God and He knew who I was, though cement or not I continued to run amok for another 18 years, praying to Him when I was at my wits end!
All that praying … it changed me. Little by little it made me stronger, it drew me closer to Him and this path He has me on.
You see I had to do and experience all of that life and lack therein to come to this place where I can tell you that praying can heal you, if you let it!
I encourage you. Don’t let the circumstances of your life stop your relationship with God. As hard as some of life is, as the tragedy and trauma feel as though they are molding us; trust me when I tell you it is God molding us, in spite of those circumstances, those worldly realities; into the amazing sons and daughters He loves so very much. Keep talking to father, keep sharing your heart and your hurts. Keep communing, communicating with Him; it will change your world. I promise.
I pray today that this post, that once again feels disjointed, is understandable to those who need it. That we all will continue to pray and communicate with God the Father and receive the enormous love and purpose He has for us! In Jesus name, I pray that we will shed the religion and press into the relationship of child to father and bask in the vision He has for us. That we can shed the world and embrace heaven the way that He originally planned for us. Amen.