A Song for Sunday: "Broken Prayers"

It's the late nights, the long days, the days when you feel you are barely surviving. It's when things from the past play on repeat in your mind like it's some sort of terrible nightmare you can never escape from. It's crying out to God and then not really knowing what to say, but just know that you need to come. And so the tears spill out and your broken heart aches and no words can be formed from your mouth, but there are so many of them in your heart. And He hears. He sees. He knows. And He does not care that you are not all put together. That you don't have all the right words. That you don't have any words. 

The song "Broken Prayers" by Riley Clemmons could be about any one of us. I know it definitely rings true with my life. Yeah I've been taught how to pray, what you are supposed to say, how to say it, the list goes on. But truth of the matter is God doesn't really care about the style of how you pray. He merely cares that you are coming to Him at all in the first place. Because when you don't know what to do, when you are at a dead end, when you feel like the world is crumbling in on you... the fact that you even come to Him at all is huge. And it doesn't go unnoticed. He hears. He sees. He knows. Trusting Him with even your ugliest of moments and your most broken of prayers is the most beautiful thing. Because it means you know He is important and that only He can make it right, even if you have no idea how in the world that will ever happen.

So next time you come to pray and you don't have the words to say, don't worry about it. Just breathe. And cry. And be with Him. Listen. Let your heart do the talking. Sing. Even when you don't feel like it. Pour yourself out before a holy God, empty yourself and let Him fill you up. 

Being okay is not the way to reach God. It's being broken. Humble. Poured out at His feet. Because it's in those moments that He meets us in a way I can't really describe. When I am at my worst, He meets me there. He sees beauty. Even in my messy, broken prayers. I  don't how or why He does. But I know He does. Because He wants all of me. And He wants all of you. Not just the fake facade we may put out on social media to look good. Not just the happy, carefree, lovely moments. But the deep, dark, messy ones. The ones we can't even share with anyone else, because they are too deep and too dark and too messy. So let Him meet you there. In your broken prayers. 

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Broken Prayers