Do I spend hours on my knees, reading the formal prayers of others? Do I call aloud to God and wait quietly for an answer? Do I sing, worshiping God with word and song and breath? Do I stand, arms heavenward, in timeless posture of prayer?
Do I walk in the park, seeking God in creation? Do I dance, praising the Cosmic Dancer with my entire body? Do I talk to God as I would to my closest friend?

Or do I lie on the bed, silently raising mind and heart to God? Or, in absolute awe before my creator, do I lie prone on the floor? Or sit cross-legged on the floor in meditation?
How does my piety express itself here, in this isolated space, where I pray differently here than in public? Does it makes a difference? To others? To me? To God?

God,
Hear my prayers. Help me keep my prayers directed at you, not people I’m trying to impress with my piety. Give me the courage to explore creative ways to speak to you.
Thank you God for listening to me.
Amen

The Teacup Ministry Inc.
Reaching The World
Through Jesus Christ
In kenya💞