I John 11-4  That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked at and our hands have touched—this we proclaim concerning the Word of life. The life appeared; we have seen it and testify to it, and we proclaim to you the eternal life, which was with the Father and has appeared to us. We proclaim to you that we have seen and heard, so that you also may have fellowship with us. And our fellowship is with the Father and with his Son, Jesus Christ. We write this to make our joy complete.

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I’m not much of a prayer warrior. Before you gather up your stones to throw at me, I do pray, I do lift up to God my life in expectation of change. But sometimes my requests are about control.  I want to control my circumstances and my plight by manipulation of God to do my bidding. My prayer requests seem to only be about things.  About things I cannot control.  I pray for healing; it is a great thing.  I pray for employment for my fellow travelers so there will be food on the table; good stuff and is sorely needed. I pray for church growth; cool beans, I like to be associated with something that is growing. But as I pray these things which I cannot control they seem to weigh upon me. I like control.  It is hard to “let go and let God.”

The uncontrollability of each situation speaks of my inability to do something about that situation. These uncontrollable things steal my temporary and fleeting happiness.  They make me sad. Prayer requests do not make me happy. Never-the-less, in the hope of joy, that innermost peace that only comes with God’s presence, I pray. I pray to bask in joy, the very evidence of God.  Until then I will pray without stopping.

What shall we call Him? Jesus the hearer of my prayers.

Just Larry.