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Should you ask the biblically poor woman to describe her prayer life, she might answer, “Most of the time, my prayer consists in experiencing the absence of God in the hope of communion.” She is not richly endowed with mystical experiences. That is fine because it reflects the truth of her impoverished humanity.

Yet the experience of absence does not mean the absence of experience. For example, the soldier in combat who, during the lull in battle, steals a glance at his wife’s picture tucked in his helmet, is more present to her at that moment in her absence than he is to the rifle that is present in his hands. Likewise, the poor in spirit perceive that religious experience and mystical highs are not the goal of authentic prayer; rather, the goal is communion with god.

…The prayer of the poor in spirit can be a single word: Abba. Yet that word can signify dynamic interaction. Imagine a little boy trying to help his father with some household work, or making his mother a gift. The help may be nothing more than getting in the way, and the gift might be totally useless, but the love behind it is simple and pure, and the loving response it evokes is virtually uncontrollable. I am sure it is this way between our Abba and us. At the deepest, simplest levels, we just want each other to be happy, to be pleased. Our sincere desire counts far more than any success or failure. Thus when we try to pray and cannot, or when we fail in a sincere attempt to be compassionate, God touches us tenderly in return.”

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- Brennan Manning

Guys, Jesus loves you as you are. He adores all of our pathetic attempts of loving Him. You are not too sinful for God. You are not too spiritually impoverished for God. Come to Him, drink in His spirit, and be satisfied. He requires nothing else of you. Come as you are.

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kariss10:

where’d the hot sun go?
my body feels the withdrawals
with every gasp for air
and sanity.
my eyes dart in opposite directions
without my permission.

there’s so much these hands could hold
but they feel so empty without holding yours.
that’s a lie
i’ve placed in my mind
to justify the laziness.

This girl’s words. So proud of her forever strength and bravery

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