Attending to the Presence of God

I’ve oft heard of ordinary prayer. How Brother Lawrence would speak of experiencing the presence of God while doing the dishes as strongly as when he sought God in the sanctuary.

I struggled with this area. Finding a natural rhythm in spoken prayer over ordinary things. I’m one who does best with single focus.

Then I read of attending to God, and something clicked.

When I look upon the meaning of words, it helps me walk into the teaching, the lesson for me.

To attend: 1. To pay attention 2. To be present with

When I touch the earth in my garden, I think of the richness of God. I take deep breaths walking to the mailbox and think of His goodness to give me life.

It becomes a practice of Phillipians 4:8, as I give my mind’s attention to what is lovely and true about God.

God is always present with us. To be present with Him is to recognize Him as there.

3. To go with as a companion

We see Him walking beside us doing laundry or running errands. This allows us to talk to Him about everything, as we would with a friend or neighbor.

4. To be ready for service (as a servant attends to the needs of a King) – intransitive verb

This is the attendance to listening.

In our acknowledgement of His presence, our offerings of thanks, and our requests made known- we are listening for Him. Giving Him time to tell us what He feels and desires.

This is where we are expectant. We believe prayer is a conversation between two or more.

Are we? Letting Him sing over us. Listening for His direction. A name He will bring to mind- a soul who needs our prayer or a card or some food.

In this attending I found more joy than heavy lifting. Because I focus my thoughts on Him, his beauty and presence, I less often get lost in my inability to say some powerful prayer.

I look upon Him with my heart and just love Him with my words, whispers, and smile. He knows. He hears.

He is always attending to us.


This is part of  series on prayer. Blessings today!

Begin Again: When You’ve Lost Prayer & Hope & Life

I remember on one of my darkest days asking God to swaddle me. I had swaddled the babies so many times by then. It was, at the time, my greatest need. I could feel the need physically to be held so tightly by someone greater and stronger than me. This was the only time during that year that I felt the presence of God come down and warm me while I lay there, knees to my chest in the corner of my bed.

I had never really known depression before.

One day I went out for lunch with my husband. I told him I was just surviving. I can remember how heavy my chest felt as I said that. I thought I might drown. My whole body felt as though it might literally give out.

They say what is deepest will rise to the surface on your harder days. I found anger most of all, and lack of fruit. The verses about branches and vines and being thrown in the fire caused me to truly question if I could call myself a Christian. But the hardest part for me was the loss of prayer and intimacy with the loving Father I’d always known. I doubted His goodness, and it was my greatest disappointment – in myself.

I picked up an old copy of Prayer, by Richard Foster. I didn’t even believe the words anymore. But I kept reading, and picking it up again. Something in me could not settle for the doubt that was covering me.

This is a sign of prevenient grace: when sinful souls hunger for God.

What finally, truly freed me was this: I gave myself permission to live out the season.

To let the questions have their full effect in me. To speak them out into the thick air and let them hang there. Though I wanted so deeply to be fixed and go back to what I felt before, I could not. I didn’t pretend. I didn’t hide. I had the church remove me from the list of corporate prayer leaders.

What do you do as a minister when people look to you for faith, and you have none at all? When they still call to talk about fasting and you don’t remember the last time you prayed?

I was honest. I let them walk with me, into my unsteadiness.

I needed to begin again.

We need to give people room to stretch into a new place with God. Room to struggle and ask the hard questions, without rushing to answer them ourselves. Because it was here, in this new and unknown place of doubt that God deconstructed and rebuilt a heart for Him. I thought I was waiting for Him…but He graciously waited for me.

The idol of knowledge needed to die. So many idols did. I finally offered my need to have all the answers down at the cross. What came forth from my dark night of the soul was a whole new place of faith.

Maybe the darkness of doubt is the primer….for a faith that sticks.

faith that sticks

The life that Jesus offers is found in the most unexpected places. In ordinary tangibles like bread and wine. In the heart of the prodigal, hurting from sin, but willing to look up and see the Father, waiting.

And even in death. For the seed that dies will sprout new life. The soul who dies in Christ will live.

“Today is the perfect day to believe and begin again.” - Ann Voskamp


I’m linking up with the High Calling today. This is part of a series on prayer. You may begin here. Segments of this post were taken from previous posts I’ve written on my experience with depression. May you find the light of His truth and know you are loved today.

No Other Thing, Lord

Grace, grace, grace to a debtor

Means all I have I owe.


What debt I owe

What sin I’ve lived

But whence He comes to save

Be still oh soul

At passion’s edge

Flee thee from the grave


Dare I ask in such a state

Is there room at the cross for me?

Where I can go to the higher life….

One less lived for me


The line is drawn

The waters near

It’s go or stay behind


The cross is there

I see it plain

What cost will I not pay?

So take my hand

I need you, Lord

To guide me on the way


What is left, Oh Lord

When selfish deeds are lost

But dry and empty offerings

Of straw and wheat and hay

So take them, now, for your glory told

And burn with fire away


Oft I run to ocean’s edge

And dream of lofty praise

Returning to the endless chase

For which I long have grazed


Yet paths you show, though cloudy gray

Are better than any dream

For peace and joy abide there

Each day I trust and glean


Rather I would know not one

Of the days which lie ahead

But rather live day to day

And consider you my stead


No other thing, not high or low

Can last the world around

But you, Oh Lord, my constant thing

Will last with grace abound.

The Prayer of Immediate Allegiance

I awoke this morning remembering. Dreams can be quite real. And whether it is a dream or thought, temptation comes in all forms at all times to destroy us.

It is the plan of all true evil. We should not take lightly the strategies of Satan to come after us in his roaring lion state.

The problem is that often we do not see the temptation as such. It looks quite good to us. The salesman has been at this for some time. He doesn’t just throw something in the water hoping a fish will bite. Satan knows our bait well.

From the very beginning, sin has been crouching just outside our doorstep.


It is an act, not a feeling, which moves us into the immediate prayer of allegiance. We recognize with our minds – which have been dwelling on the truth of His word – that the idea or thought or dream was pure evil.

It is not good for us. Or our families.

It actually – this seeming small thought – runs contrary to everything you have been praying. He doesn’t offer the extravagant first. No. Satan wants a small bite so we will take another and another and another.

Do not be surprised when chasing the glory of God to be tempted to turn face.

“The old serpent will tempt you and entice you, but he will be sent packing by prayer, and if you do some useful work in the meantime, you will block his chief approach.” – Thomas a’ Kempis

So we pray immediately to rebuke the thought or idea, identify it as false and evil, and proclaim that God is the one true God. Whatever the specific temptation is, we speak opposite to it. If he is warring against your marriage, you commit your marriage to God and your work within. You thank the Lord for all He is about to do in that marriage. If it is against your business, you thank Him for favor and blessing and commit to make all decisions in integrity. If it is an old way – coming back around to entice – you claim victory over that area and thank Him that you find joy in Christ alone.

We whisper it before we feel it.

That is the immediacy.

We then take action to follow through: That is the allegiance.

To finish a prayer in the Word in this area, I often include;

Lord, I thank you that you are my fortress  and my deliverer, and you shield those who take refuge in you. (Ps. 18:30) I claim that you are the one true God, and there is no other. I have hidden your word in my heart, Oh, Lord, that I might not sin against you. (Ps. 119:11) Keep your servant from willful sin (Ps. 19:13) and surround me with songs of deliverance. In the name and power of Jesus who is the Christ, and for His glory, Amen.


This is a series on prayer. You may begin here.

The Morning Star is Rising

The dawn rises with hope, fall colors spreading across the sky. Cool mist hanging over the water, like the crisp morning David and I braved the Canada cold with our thin gloves to glide along Lake Louise. We were the first on the water. Alone in a little canoe, the glory of God in the mountains.


Often He calls us here. Out of our warm beds into these moments. Our eyes beg no, a weary body wanting to lay still until a babe forces the uprising.

We often have no idea what gift lay ahead of the decision to follow.

The invitation may be soft at first. Then that warming of the heart gets warmer still. My eyes open and I recognize His prompting. “Come”

Today it seems to be a push into a simple obedience. No concern for outcome, only obey and see my goodness.

He always wants us to SEE His goodness. So we pray in agreement, “May I see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.”

Our days are richer with this meeting of the dawn in the graces of His Spirit. What better way to speak our first words but,

“Good Morning, Holy Spirit.”

Prayer does not have to wait for the closet or the car or the moment in the mountains. It can find its roots in deeper communion. All communion is from Him, all relationships growing out from the central one. He is love.

“He wakens me morning by morning…” (Isa 50:4)

He is not the God of just another day. He wants each new dawn to rise in our hearts like a new promise – a faith in the God of all new things. He wakens our spirits and whispers. Talk to me. Keep asking. Keep praying. Then come, and see. See what I have made for you, today.

He “wakens my ear to listen..”

We listen. We look. We allow the Morning Star to rise up within us and shine forth. We begin our every day with communion. In union with Him. This act of sharing, intimate fellowship. It’s what prayer is all about.


This is a series on prayer. You may begin here.

On Measuring your Days, Prayers, and Life in the Longest Yards

The days are long and the years are short. That’s what they say.

I just threatened my son again about taking his precious boots away. Because threatening is a great strategy with three-year-olds.


Meanwhile I’m thinking of measuring my daughter with a tiny ruler for her costume. That shouldn’t take long. Inches add up either way, right. Who can find a measuring tape in this house?

Those days of long stretch out the insides of you running circles around raising them right. Deep breath to deep sigh, you just want them to catch it. To be the very best they can be. We want it for them. We believe.

Then the discipline of Fall break day one is about to break you.

We measure our success by how many of their moments fit into the good behavior category. The outward signs of learning; each choice of obedience.

Lord knows all my moments don’t fit there. But I was driving today, somewhere in between our shopping, cleaning and making a mess of the church errands – when I saw the bigger picture. The longer stretch of days.

How I’m looking forward to the silver crown of life and the wisdom I will only gain by getting there. You can’t hurry a good stew or make a boy child a man. Like the yeast in the best of dough, some lessons just need to rise up in us over time. And they will.

I hear my three-year-old daughter praying over her own food in the next room, by herself, and I know something is catching. This comfort with talking to someone invisible, but all around. This faith is something taught from someone else, and the choice to act on it.

And I peer into the long years ahead to see the fruit of this messy labor. They believe.

Can all the moments of quiet grace overshadow the screams of loud when my boy acted out again – and I did too? Can all the hugs and kisses last into the years while the rolling of the eyes fades away.

I think so. I believe in the long stretches of God’s grace.

I think God wants to teach us something in the longer spaces of time.

space of time

He wants to do a long work in us. Something deeper than can’t be manufactured on the fastest product line. He’s drawing my kids….me…to walk with Him and learn a little. Become…………….over time……… with Him.

It’s what I’m carrying into my prayer life. This new kind of faith in forever. How the prayers we pray actually end up in the altar box and wait there. They keep. Even in the answering. Waiting for their highest fulfillment: the offering. When all will spill out before Him like incense and help mark the end of days.

Time doesn’t restrict our prayers, even when we try to. So every prayer counts. And though I keep looking, looking, looking for that hand-sized cloud and the drops of rain, I can rest knowing my prayers stick with God.

I focus on the answer or the wording of the prayer itself. But what if I looked farther into the distance of time…….where, regardless of the words or the outcome, the struggle or the confidence, each prayer is a deposit into everlasting praise.

Our prayers are measured with the yardstick of eternity. Holding steady.

On the longer days of motherhood and prayer, I’m thankful He measures with grace.


Hopping on the link-up with my bud, Meredith today. She’s writing on #31days of living like she’s dying – we all could use a dose of that. And I’m linking with Holly, someone born to be an encourager. Blessings.


I’m Deep in Love with You, Abba Father

When laundry is piling up, and the week is coming fast – what song – like this one, can call us to drop to our knees in the living room and remember WHY we are doing it all.

Deep in Love with You – by Michael W. Smith

———> My heart, it beats for you, precious Jesus.

I’m deep in love with you….Oh God.

A few days ago, the Spirit did something quite special for me during worship. I smelled something during the worship time that sent me back to my first moments of worship, when I first fell in love with God. I could smell the frosty drinks I used to buy at Falls Creek. I know it sounds funny, but that’s just how good God is. He’s inviting me back to my first love. I had a picture immediately of the worship tabernacle and my heart started burning.

Love on me. Come sing to me, He whispered.

All prayer is worship….and all worship can be prayer.

Sometimes we make prayer too difficult. We make life and faith and ministry so difficult when we try to figure everything out.

How refreshing to sing a prayer to Him, today, in the midst of daily life. And speak the words we were made to speak – those of worship.

I’m deep in love with you, Abba Father. So deep in love with you, O God.

Is Prayer My Heartbeat?

I’ve invited my husband, a senior pastor for over nineteen years, to share his heart today on prayer. My question to him is,

How much of a difference do you believe prayer really makes? And what role do you believe it will play in the last days? 


First of all, thank you the opportunity to share my heart about the power of prayer.

Prayer is the very heartbeat of a believer and should be the engine that gives power to the local church.

Prayer, for me, is the difference ———in my sermons and everyday ministry.

Taking time to pray with members of my church staff each morning or my family at night reminds me of God’s great love and my need for His hand to lead every part of my life.

To know that I have twenty-four hour access to the very throne room of the Lord is overwhelming.  What type of God can handle and be intimately aware of each person’s needs and situations?  —-> A God who has the power to answer and affect any situation that we may experience.

Prayer in the Last Days

I firmly believe that as evil grows in the world, God’s presence and power will grow even greater.

“…but where sin increased, grace increased all the more.” Rom. 5:20

This will be in part because of God’s people fasting and praying on behalf of a world that desperately needs hope and the saving power of Jesus Christ.  We will see long-held denominational walls collapse as pastors and congregations  join together in prayer and fasting on a regular basis.  This type of corporate prayer will begin to be the norm in communities and cities alike.  This type of prayer will have tremendous implications for our towns, states, nation and world. – Rev. David L. Daniel


My Response

Is prayer the heartbeat of my life? Maybe, as believers, it is whether we know it or not. And that’s why so many of us struggle in our faith. Our hearts need attention. Like a cholesterol test we retake over and over, we see what is off. But we just keep feeding the wrong hunger. The hunger for knowledge or experience or fellowship with other people.

It is easier.

To feed those hungry places —– than to sit with an invisible God and really connect.

It seems we are quite full on information today. We tweet through collections of books.

Maybe our hearts need a fast from information overload.

When was the last time you—-and I——-made the time to really listen for God? To hear our heartbeat?

If prayer can unite the churches – hands held together across cities – what are we waiting for? What if all the cries with words for unity could be answered in reaching out across the street and inviting the other church to a city prayer walk? And an ongoing meeting together just to pray.

And what prayer can bring us all together like the Lord’s Prayer?

Lord, may our hearts beat with the rhythm of your grace, your whisper of “Come.” May we, your saints, know the lap of our Father and the loving embrace that awaits us, there. And may we reach out our hands across the aisle and the street and the state borders to invite all to join in with us in saying, “thy kingdom come.”

For Your Weekend:Around the Web on Prayer

Happy Weekend! Browse below to find encouragement on prayer. It’s rainy in my world –perfect day for a little perusing to feed the soul.

Prayer Connect - A guide to pray for the nations around the world

Praying the Scriptures for Your Family with free printables

Scripture Memory and Prayer Cards for Kids with free printables

National Day of Prayer – offering prayer for any request

The Practice of Lectio Divina with a description here. I learned more about this from the book Found: A Story of Questions, Grace and Everyday Prayer by Micha Boyett.

Prayers to Nurture a Hunger for God in Your Child

Testing the Will of God: Thy Will be Done

“This is the confidence we have in approaching God; that if we ask anything according to his will, he hears us. And if we know that he hears us-whatever we ask-we know that we have what we asked of him.” 1 John 5:14-15

“Thy will be done” fits into this category. It will invite His will to work itself out in us. To pray these words is to invite the work of God into our hearts, our lives, our hobbies, our spending of all things.

The question is always: What is the true will of God? We ask this with volumes of words written out over time just to answer this very question. If only we would take every question into the living Word of God.

We want to know His voice like the sheep knows the Shepherd, that we might follow closely. He tells us not to be like the horse or the mule in the Psalms, which have to be forced by bit or bridle or they will not come to you. It is in the coming, the consistent connecting that we learn the sound of His voice tugging to turn left or right.

Jesus said that we must actually do the will of the Father if we are to test His words. (John 7:17) There must be a moment in which we choose to step out, even in uncertainty, to test the will of God.

“Taste and see,” He says to us. He invites us to find out how good He really is. The will of God can handle the testing.

Paul learned that his mind needed to be renewed, so that he could test and approve the will of God. It is through His Word, that we are changed. From glory to glory – desiring more truth, and therefore, stepping out to live in it. (Rom. 12:1-2)

It is as if God is saying, “See if obedience will not truly lead to restoration and healing. See – act upon – and try – and see if my Word is not really true. Apply it to your life and see what fruits come forth.”

God of mercy and grace, may you fill me with the knowledge of your will through all spiritual wisdom and understanding in order that I might live a life worthy of you, bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of you, being strengthened with all power according to your glorious might – so that I might run my race with endurance, patience and joy, always giving thanks to you. (Prayer from Colossians 1:9-12)

To the church in Ephesians, Paul exhorts believers to understand what the Lord’s will is. He then goes on to discuss how we are to live. The very first exhortation is to be filled with the Spirit. This strengthening – this filling – provides that mighty strength of God to live out His will. It is through close relationship with Him that we can do all the other things: submit to one another, honor our parents, minister the faith, understand spiritual warfare, etc.

We come to His Word and asked to be filled with His Spirit. We find understanding, and then we can test and approve it. We can be assured that in the testing, the living of His Word – there will be approval in our spirits. He is faithful to keep His promises.

In the closing to that letter to the church of Ephesus, Paul exhorts them to: “pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, keep alert and always keep on praying for all the saints.”

We can know it is always His will to pray. On all occasions. For any little thing. For all needs. Just in the praying, you are fulfilling His will. He wants to hear from us.

Teach me your will, O God. Fill me with your Spirit unto obedience, that when I pray, “thy will be done” – it starts with me.


This is a 31-day series on prayer. You may begin here.