How to Pray by John Pritchard

Categories: theology-philosophy

Date: 18 February 2010 19:04:24

This book fits in quite nicely with 'where I am' at the moment. The whole questioning, but potentially coming back toward god (oh so slowly though!!). I've had a couple of 'prayer experiences' recently which have made me think. One was when on my motorbike, I had a really sharp burning constant pain my wrist which just didn't seem to want to go. Randomly, I asked God to 'heal' it and put my other hand across and touched my wrist. Instantly there was a warm fuzzy feeling in the wrist and the pain ceased. It freaked me out big time and I spent the whole of the rest of the journey waiting for the pain to come back. It didn't. I tried to explain it away, but how massive a 'coincidence' is that?! The second was this week. Having just got back from a week of residential with my class, I was exhausted. Alien and I had planned to go to north of Sheffield to preview another residential centre with the potential of going there next year. I wasn't really sure I wanted to do the 3 hour drive, stay over then, then have to drive back, so I lay in bed that morning and asked God to give me a clear sign as to whether I should go or not. Half an hour later Socks went to start the car to pop to the shops before we left and it wouldn't start. At all! It was totally dead. Again, that seems to be too huge to be just a 'coincidence'!! Today's bit I've read in the book talks about 'how to slow down' to make time for prayer. As I said yesterday, I'm always on the go, I don't like to stop, cos then I think! Interestingly I was talking to a friend about a similar thing this week, but she was referring to yoga, where she came home from yoga sessions bawling her eyes out as it 'let out all the emotions'. Well, that's what I don't want to happen!! Most of the time it's rather easier to keep the emotions bottled up and locked away. Every now and then I feel like I'm going to explode, but then I just have to 'get over it' and move on. I don't 'do' crying, but sometimes so wish I could just have a bloody good cry cos I know I'll feel better for it. Prayer is like that for me, I'm so scared of 'letting go' and all these emotions escaping, that there's a reluctance to really do it very often!