For a long time, my prayers have all started, “Oh, Lord.” I have learned to be so thankful for God’s sovereignty that the cry of my heart is for Him to rule my life. As a loving King, he has taught me what submission truly means. This is pleasing to Him, but I have recently felt convicted that there is another way to address Him, a word that acknowledges another aspect of our relationship.
When I was first saved, I was in the midst of a tremendously chaotic time of my life, feeling hurt and abandoned. I desired to climb into a parent’s lap, like a child, crying for this person who was bigger than me to guide and comfort me. God reached out with grace, pulling me into His loving arms, guiding me into His gift of salvation…adopting me.
I remembered this thought when I recently suffered a bout of insomnia and pain. As I lay curled in my bed, I imagined God holding me in His lap and soothing me. This picture in my mind was an unspoken prayer to my Father.
When Jesus’ disciples asked Him how to pray, he instructed them to begin with the word “Father” (Matt. 6:9, Luke 11:2). He demonstrated this in His own Gethsemane prayer for the cup to pass from Him if it was the Father’s will (Matt. 26:39). In addition, His plea from the cross for the salvation of those who didn’t know what they were doing to Him was addressed to His Father (Luke 23:34). My desire is to follow Jesus’ example, coming to God as my Father in prayer.