Don’t you wonder what it must be like to be God? I really can’t imagine. I don’t mean it in any way that sounds facetious or sacrilegious. Some days I just try to get my head around the notion of God and prayer. And that’s only one of many things I try to get my head and heart around.
Lately I’ve been thinking about how these days seem to bounce all over the place. From here to there and back again. Some days feel good, some days feel impossibly hard, some days just are…
Remember when we started this Lenten journey, I talked about walking from the parking deck to work every morning? As I’m walking in the early morning, I like to stop and take a picture of the sunrise from the railroad bridge. These two sunrises here are two back-to-back days. And those back-to-back days got me thinking about my prayers. My prayers can change from minute to minute, from hour to hour, from day-to-day. Prayers of despair melt into prayers of celebration and thankfulness and back again.
Maybe someday we will better understand. Better understand God's lovingkindness through it all. Now we understand in a mirror dimly, then we will see face-to-face, now we understand in part, then we will understand more fully. Just as we are fully understood (1 Corinthians 13:12).
For this morning and for this day, I am just thankful. I’m very thankful that God hears my prayers. When I’m wandering in the wilderness, when I am only getting in my own way, when I am angry, when I am deeply connected. I am so very thankful that God hears them - prayer after prayer after prayer. I am thankful that God is able to hear us all. This day I am thankful that God is.