sometimes we feel that we pray for the impossible.
a thing we’re really not sure can happen, that we long for,
but for which we see no logical, forged path.
sometimes, we can see a way.
If several things fall into place, then yes, it could happen.
but others, they seem impossible
illogical, even silly to pray for, as if we’re overindulgent children,
begging for the cookie after we’ve eaten the chocolate cake.
but the way I see it is this -
it’s not really an option – this NOT praying for things.
because not PRAYING is equal with not HOPING.
we deceive ourselves when we think that we can only pray
when we can offer God some options
like giving Him check boxes for solution A, B or C.
when we do that, I think He just smiles at us and shakes His head.
Logically, we know this. We know we don’t have to give Him ideas
- neatly written screenplays of how everything should play out -
We know God is bigger than everything.
Bigger than our brains, our hope, our love.
But we still feel, even subconsciously sometimes,
that if we don’t see any. way. out. at. all. that praying is just worthless.
we might be tempted there.
Even if our prayer is our last call of resistance.
Our last turning away from this world that laughs at us and says it is hopeless.
Even when our thoughts and feelings and dreams seem all but shattered.
When the world, the government, the smart people, the sane people,
the sensible people tell us we should move on and give it up.
even then, we still have to pray for those things that seem impossible
because, well, if we don’t?
Then I guess we don’t believe. And that’s no option for me.
So, we pray for impossible things.
and sometimes God surprises us with His answers.