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2 Comments

  1. tesThere's so much I love about this post, but one thing that I could especially relate to (and even spent time writing about on my own blog) was your section on "Trying to Please God."

    I can totally relate to the despair of thinking I needed to make myself understood by God – that I needed to pray my prayers "just so," so that God would understand exactly where I was coming from; that I needed to say just the right thing so He wouldn't misinterpret my intentions or think me ungrateful when I expressed my sadness or disappointments.

    What a relief it was to remember that I don't need to "gift wrap" my prayers to God. I don't need to neatly organize my thoughts in orderly fashion and present myself in a proper manner for fear of being misunderstood. God, the creator and lover of my soul, knows me intimately! What a joy to be able to trust that He knows my heart – that I can come to Him, just as I am, and trust Him with my inner most thoughts and feelings; that I don't have to have it all figured out on my own.

    Thanks for reminding me of that again today. 🙂

  2. Hi K…shoot me an email if you would like because I'd love to hear more of your story! I think you put it well – "gift wrapping" prayers for God. I admire and love your faith. I love how you put into words, the feelings of your heart. Thank you for sharing this comment K, and I appreciate your thoughts immensely!

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