It is the right-then prayer. Right there, in that moment? We can mutter, whisper, cry-choke out our prayers to a good and working God. No more ignoring. No more minimizing. No under-rug-sweeping. Real change takes real honesty with our heart selves. And so we promise and we ask that when the robbers close in, we will turn our hearts and minds to our One Rescuer.
It looks like this: when our footing becomes shuffly because we feel not good enough or we worry if we will be liked or we wonder how someone so Good could allow something so rough or we feel the sharp pangs of why try, we stop. We confess that all these vision and belief and gumption stealing whispers are crouching.
We stop and then we ask. We ask for belief. Belief that we are loved beyond our understanding. Belief that grace is enough to cover even the most ravaging failures. Belief that good can be borne out in the painful. Belief that our worth is not really, not truly, measured in worldly do gooding.
And then we wait. We wait for Him. We wait for His truth to start the good change work. We wait for His miracle working to run quick and soft over our scars.
And when we have to ask again and another again and another again? We’ll do it. And we’ll ask for more belief than failure feeling.
It’s the right-then prayer. Helplessness and hopefulness hand in hand.