My daughter would start with the memorized prayer, then go “off script” and talk to God. She learned to pray.
My daughter is learning to trust her sense of herself and her vocation. So am I.
I started to very intentionally work prayer into our daily conversation in ways that didn’t feel forced or hokey.
For twenty years, my prayer practice reminded me that my children were sealed with the Holy Spirit and marked as Christ’s own forever.
Jerusalem Jackson Greer’s new book At Home in this Life shares her honest struggle to find God right where she is – instead of in the life of her dreams.
We were hurtling through the air at an amusement park. Was my son really saying what I thought I heard?
I want my children to see me seeing them, not gazing with adoration into a screen.
I taught my chapel kids the Lord’s Prayer. They taught me that I am still and always learning prayer.
My daughter tried to make a deal with God – not the point of prayer. But so did the Psalmist.
I like that these prayers always feel accessible to me—always seem to be running on some subliminal loop inside my heart.