Do you ever have days when it feels like you lost hold of God and you desperately need to get back in touch with Him? Sometimes in the rush of life, we forget all about Him. If you’re like me, you forget all about God those first panicked moments when your car stops running in the middle of a 4 lane street the weekend your husband’s out of town. And when your teenager gets upset with you because you won’t let her go to a Pink Floyd concert in a city 9 hours away, you lose step with the Holy Spirit about the same time you lose your cool.
How do you get your cool back when you lose it?
My mornings start out calm and quiet due to the fact that everyone else is still asleep. When I sit down a few minutes to read my Bible and pray, sometimes I feel like God is right there in the kitchen with me. Some days, I can almost hear Him speaking to me as I read His Word.
Then my people wake up. The day starts. I need to leave the house, only I can’t because my keys are lost in the bottomless pit of my purse. Then the leak we’ve already had repaired three times starts up again in the bathroom. God goes out the window. I pretty much forget all about Him and what I heard Him speak in the morning. That’s when I lose my cool.
That’s why I write breath prayers.
A breath prayer is a one sentence prayer I can hopefully recall when my mind is in overdrive. Most mornings during my time with Jesus, I write a short prayer based on a scripture I read. Other days it’s a heartfelt response to what I’m going through.
My all-time favorite default prayer is Psalm 18:1:
Here are a few more short, busy day prayers I’ve written for myself:
“Lord, shine your light in my darkness.” (John 1:5)
“Lord, bless me and keep me. Make your face shine on me.” (Numbers 6:23)
“This is the day you have made. Help me rejoice.” (Psalm 118:24)
“Lord, I receive your love.”
“Open my eyes to see your hand at work today.”
“Come, Holy Spirit. Fill me with your power and wisdom.”
“Lord, help me choose love today.”
Later during the day, as I race down three flights of stairs in our apartment building, I might remember my breath prayer. When my teenagers blow up at me, or the afternoon witching hour seems particularly hard while I make dinner, it helps to say a quick prayer: “Come Lord Jesus. Be with me and give me your peace.” It’s my way of opening a window for God to come in.
Do I remember these short prayers every day?
No. Many days I write a prayer in the morning and forget all about it until the next day when I see it in my journal. Other days I remember my breath prayer when life gets hectic, and it helps me reconnect with God.
Either way, whether I remember or forget, God is there waiting for me. He doesn’t miss a single heartbeat of mine, whether I’m thinking of Him or not. He’s always waiting for me to invite Him in.
Can you relate to forgetting God when life goes crazy on you? What helps you to stay connected?