We’re ready to begin! Two months ago you began sending in timely, intense questions that stem from a deep desire to choose a “better way.” Thank you! We’re now ready to tackle these real life questions – together. Feel free to add your insights, suggestions and prayers as we continue this journey of aligning our lives to the motto “Run hard. Rest well.”
How do I keep my mind from wandering (when I pray)?
Although I am not often accused of being ADHD, when it comes to prayer, I find myself wearing the new label – highly distractible. It seems I’m not alone. Three questions seem to emerge from this one question.
- Is there a pattern of prayer that will help me stay focused?
- How can I pray for others in a focused, meaningful way?
- How can I nurture “Be still and know that I am God” into my prayer life?
A pattern of prayer can be helpful. Some people are familiar with “The ACTS of Prayer.” A – adoration, C – confession, T – thanksgiving, S – supplication. Click here to explore the prayer pattern P.R.A.Y.
At any given moment, I am aware of dozens of people and painful situations that require an army of attentive prayer warriors. I want to pray. We’re called to pray, but I can become overwhelmed by the prayer load. Here are a few things I’ve learned along the way.
- I don’t set myself up to fail. I have no intent (good or bad) to pray for all these people every day. I wish I did, but I don’t. When I did, prayer became an unwelcoming, uninviting task. It was doomed before I began – AND I soon gave it up all together. Who likes doing something when you consider yourself a failure in that endeavor? Not me.
- I have many “prayer plans.” I need variety.
Sometimes I post a map on the shower wall and highlight the city of people who need prayer.
A world map takes up one wall in our bedroom walls. Pictures of missionaries frame it. The word PRAY, reminds me to do what I want to do for this Kingdom Work.
Sometimes I have a weekly plan. Monday for my neighbors and town. Tuesday for our church. Wednesday for extended family. Etc.
I typically pray for my husband and children while I take my morning walk. Do you know how many years I prayed for my kids, but forgot to lift my husband, Tim, up in prayer? These days, I start with Tim first.
While in the car alone, I do one of two things.
I mentally hit “pause.” I catch my breath. Breathe. Rejoice in His presence. Marvel at His world. Granted, I live in the country where the snow stays white, the farmers’ fields are dotted with small lakes and the sky is big and blue. Tooling down a cogged interstate, I might be more inclined to pray for my sanity, safety and the people God places in my line of vision.
I pray for you and the ministry of Run Hard. Rest Well.
- I write letters to God. I have notebooks full of them. Sometimes I write a full blown letter. Some letters are full of bullets points and pleas. Every letter has a unique tone. Some of full of scripture. Some of pages drip with my tears. Some letters contain a single word surrounded by a page of doodles. He accepts each letter as a treasure.
- I ask God, and trust God to nudge me throughout the day to pray for the people He brings to mind. I trust Him with that task. It takes a lot of burden off of me.
- And I never say I will pray for someone unless I do it right then and there in some manner. It’s best done face-to-face, hand in hand or over the phone – but a quiet prayer from my heart works well, too.
- I approach prayer with much grace, knowing God knows me, my intent, my distraction, my wandering, for I delight in revering God’s name. O Lord, let your ear be attentive to. . . the prayer of your servants who delight in revering your name. Nehemiah 1:11a (NIV)
I believe there is an untapped power of “being still and knowing God.” How often do I meet God expectantly? In silence? Quieted? Still?
- I am learning to embrace the impact of a power-house minute of being still before God. I keep my “stillness” to a very manageable time frame. Short. It is a brief, intense, wordless communion where I am frequently taken aback by the depths of God’s love. It’s a robust acknowledgement that I have the undivided attention of the Creator of the universe. Me. Unearned. Undeserved. His eyes are upon me and His eyes are dancing. His arms are opened wide. His feet are moving fast – right for me.
- I am learning of the power of God’s Word and my imagination.
Zephaniah 3:17 (NIV 1983) has provided a visual resting place for my wandering heart. The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing. Placing myself very personally into the context of a Bible verse allows me to stay still and focused as God’s truth ripples through my soul.
Sometimes I find myself standing in a cave upon Mount Horeb. I Kings 19:8-13.
Other times I imagine myself laying in the grass watching clouds and listening to the song of a quiet, meandering stream. The protection and provision of Psalm 23’s Good Shepherd becomes mine in those moments. All mine, and I am changed. It only takes a moment.
Prayer plans. Prayer. Stillness. It does a body good.