Rote Prayers, Answers of Mercy

The wind has been blowing mightily as I have been trying to fall asleep. I like to hear the wind, I love to feel it flow across my face. But, right now with a large pine tree outside my window, I have been praying it remain upright and not in my attic. As I was praying for protection, my prayers turned to thanksgiving of a pray prayed this morning.

I sometimes feel my prayers are rote. I don't want them to be. Sometimes they seem to general, a few words breathed, yet with a broad intent. It takes time to pray well, I don't often take the appropriate time. This morning was one of those times. I prayed for my children, for protection and safety. I kind of lumped them all together, but I really wanted for the Lord to grant them safety. I know that that pray, this past year, ascends with a bit of fear behind it. I have born the loss of my husband, I don't want to loss a child. Justified or not, no amount of fear, or prayer will change what God ordains. But today, that brief prayer of protection was answered.

Autumn went to Walmart today before she went to work. When she returned to her car, a man approached her saying he was stranded and could she help. She said she couldn't and continued to get into her car. He took hold of her door. She looked at him and told him to let go. Rudely, he did. She got in her vehicle and drove home.
When she told me this, my thought was of that quick prayer shot heavenward hours earlier. I was grateful the prayer was answered. I was grateful the Lord gave her a cool head. I was grateful for bands of angels that surrounded her at that moment.

As I lay in bed thanking the Lord, over and over, I realized that it isn't the words I pray, but my hearts attitude, which the Lord knows better than I do. He knew the days events before I did. He knew that Autumn would be in peril. He knew my mothers heart. And though my prayer was of the genetic brand, He heard my heart and He granted mercy and protection.

My desire is to walk and pray in a manner worth of my Saviour. I am grateful He knows this.