Tomorrow morning I will be starting a series of messages on the Lord’s Prayer. When you pray “our Father” what are you saying, believing, doing?
The first thing I notice is the corporate nature of the prayer. We aren’t in this world alone.
When the disciples asked Jesus to teach them how to pray, he could have given them a theological dissertation based on familiar principles. But he didn’t. Instead he gave them the essential components of prayer.
And he starts with our Father—not simply Father. There are definitely times to get alone with God, but when the group came to Jesus, and the group asked to be taught how to pray, Jesus addressed their corporate need to pray.
I encountered a situation recently that drove this point home for me.
How many times when a friend or acquaintance shares a need, have you told them you would pray for them? You are sincere in your intention to pray, but life gets in the way and that opportunity for intercession is lost.
I don’t get many people coming to my door these days. So I was a bit surprised when the dogs began barking in their “oh boy, there’s someone at the door” way. With the reluctance that comes from dreading the annoyance of one more salesman, I went to the door.
The woman at my door was quick to assure me she was not there to sell me anything. She gave me her name, told me she was from the women’s abuse shelter. She added that their group had the permission of the Sheriff and Chief of Police to be going door to door.
I apologized for not inviting her in, but my dogs are big and overly friendly. She seemed okay having the door between us. I introduced myself as the pastor of a local church that makes a point of regularly supporting the shelter.
We chatted and she was about to leave my door. This would be that moment when we say those words that roll off our tongues almost without thought: I’ll be praying for you.
But I couldn’t say them. Because I knew, with a knowing that comes from the Spirit, I needed to say, “Can I pray with you now?”
So I did. And her eyes got big. She put her hand on the screen and I put mine up to hers and we had a wonderfully blessed moment of connected prayer.
And then she was gone. But she will stay with me. Her name and face come to mind often and I pray, like Paul, as often as I remember her.
Now, I’m not telling you that story because I’m anything special. I’m telling you to encourage you to not miss those kinds of moments, those kinds of blessings—that kind of power.
The question that needs our response seems to be: how will we be open to the opportunities of corporate and connected prayer?
How can I pray with you today?
Pot of Manna 
may we all have similar opportunities to pray with others this year.
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Amen!
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I’m eager to read this series, Tina. I know you will share truths that are deep beneath the surface of Jesus’ words.
I had a similar experience several years ago. My husband was in the hospital and I went down to the cafeteria. On my way, I passed a woman and a voice in my heart said, “Pray for her.” I said, “Yeah, right,” and kept walking. On my way back to his room, she was still there and the voice was louder. Unwillingly, I went to her and we talked. Her husband was in the ER cardiac unit. She was scared and had no nearby family. I asked if I could pray with her and she began to cry. It was a miraculous time – both because my of experience and because I obeyed. “)
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Sherry, thank you. Bless your heart and your obedience. I can imagine what a blessing you were to that woman that day.
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