tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20715800.post116501693813322398..comments2023-06-22T03:32:39.901-07:00Comments on H-n-T: What's the Point of Praying?Hollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18317867541610325491noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20715800.post-1165274318278925242006-12-04T15:18:00.000-08:002006-12-04T15:18:00.000-08:00Thanks for sharing that story, Kevin. There's much...Thanks for sharing that story, Kevin. There's much to be learned from how kids pray. They pray for other people. They pray without fear or hesitation. They pray with joyful expectation, and they celebrate when their prayers are answered.<BR/><BR/>I was about 5 when my grandpa died, and I asked God to give me a sign Grandpa was in heaven. I got that sign in a big way: an unusual, rainbow-like light streaming through a hole in the gray, cloudy sky just over my grandparents' house. When my mom and I saw it, I told her, "That's where grandpa went into heaven," and she burst into tears. (Apparently, Mom was hoping for a sign, too.)<BR/><BR/>Mom had never seen anything like that light in the sky. Over the years when she and I described it to others, we never met anyone who'd seen what we'd seen. Then one day when I was in college, a friend came knocking frantically at my door. He told me I had to come look at something real quick.<BR/><BR/>At the time, I thought God didn't want anything to do with me anymore. So when my friend pointed to the sky, I almost fell over. He asked me, "This is really amazing! Have you ever seen anything like it?" And I told him, "Actually, I think I have." It was the same hole in the sky with the rainbow-light I'd seen when I was 5--now shining down over my dormitory. And I knew God was letting me know he still cared about me.<BR/><BR/>Maybe our prayer should be that we'd pray more like kids do. And that we'd celebrate big when our prayers are answered, too.Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18317867541610325491noreply@blogger.com