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Do You Hear Me?


When I was a little girl, I used to ask my younger sister to pray for things I really hoped would happen because I was convinced that God heard her prayers more than mine. I was in trouble more often than she was so it made logical sense to me that God would ignore my prayers and give ear to her's.


When I saw this picture floating around Facebook it made me chuckle and remember the little girl who didn't consider her prayers very important.

I imagine there are many others who also would rather have a pastor or someone more official or in tune with God to make their requests to Him on their behalf. How many times do we whisper our prayers and not even consider that God will actually bring to pass what we prayed for? How often do we consider our prayers not as valued as someone else's? 

Yet God took notice of David before he was king... of Esther before she as queen... of Mary before she was the mother of Jesus... of Peter before he was a well known apostle. 
They were all fairly regular people, living fairly regular lives, when God took notice of them and used them to do great things.

"The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective. Elijah was a human being, even as we are. He prayed earnestly that it would not rain, and it did not rain on the land for three and a half years. Again he prayed, and the heavens gave rain, and the earth produced its crops." (James 5:16b-18)

Not all of us have gone to seminary, or studied the Bible, or even completed all of our quiet times; but God still takes notice of each and every one of us every day.
Your prayers don't have to be eloquent, quote worthy, or long winded to tug on the ear of God. The moment you sincerely reach out to Him with all your heart is the moment He hones in on what you're saying. 
"You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart." (Jeremiah 29:13)

So if it's been a while since you last sat down to really talk to God--give it a try! He's more willing to listen to you than you might think.

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