There are still a lot of words that don’t come easy for my four-year-old. Yes is yesh. His friend Garrett is Gerrick. And he calls his throat his throw-up. This makes for some interesting looks from strangers at Publix.
“Dad! I grabbed Gerrick’s throw-up while we were wrestling. Yesh!”
We’re not allowed to shop at that Publix anymore.
When my son comes up to me and tells me that his throw-up hurts I never correct him. Maybe I should but I don’t. When I hear my son speak, style and eloquence are the least of my concerns. I just like it when he talks to me.
For some reason, maybe pride, we have convinced ourselves that this isn’t good enough for our Heavenly Father. Instead of just talking to God in order to know him more, some try to impress him through eloquence and adding the th sound at the end of every third word.
“Our Esteemed and Exalted First Cause, we thanketh Thee for this food from Zaxby’s.”
Others miss the whole point of prayer because of a fear of saying the wrong thing or following the wrong format. It’s sort of like writing to your old English professor. I did that a few days ago. It was just one sentence, maybe five words, but it took me 4 hours and 37 minutes to write it. A desire to impress made me the center of attention which led to a fear of being critiqued. There was nothing genuine about that sentence.
It’s easy to go overboard when comparing God to an earthly father. My stomach gets a little loose when I hear people describe prayer as “crawling up in Daddy’s lap.”
But God is called our Heavenly Father and we must not miss the importance of that title.
Our Heavenly Father isn’t too concerned with the style and eloquence of our prayers.
He just likes it when we talk to him.
Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but he Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. Romans 8:26