This is a funny way to talk to my Father

[contemplative]

I almost wish I could take the word “prayer” and throw it out and begin over with some new word. We all have so much baggage around that word. Whenever I hear it, one of the images that comes to my mind is little Sister Floretta, who taught me in the second grade. I can still experience Sister standing over me, saying in no uncertain terms: “When you pray, kneel up straight, fold your hands, close your eyes….” Even as a second-grader, I thought: This is a funny way to talk to my Father.

Prayer is any and every kind of communication with our God who loves us. If our listening is for God, our whole life is prayer.

B. Pennington