Let us pray. Some stood, others sat, and still others joined hands with the peson sitting next to them. I looked throughout the congregation and to my surprise I saw someone stand, approach the front and kneel at the altar. Stunned, I paused before beginning to pray. I wanted so much to join that person at the altar but protocol suggested I stand behind the pulpit.
Since that moment, I wondered why it had startled me to see someone kneel in prayer. In fact, I tried to remember the last time I knelt in prayer. My custom is to drive along a stretch of highway and talk to God about the issues and concerns I have about life, family, church, and the world. I spend about 2-3 hours just meditating and reflecting on a myriad of things, but kneeling, wow, it had been a minute. Why kneeling? to me that was passe, some custom from ages past. So I tried it once again.
As I knelt, I noticed my approach to prayer changed; it became more solemn, more serene. An awareness that I was about to engage in a conversation not with my heavenly friend, rather a conversation with my Heavenly Father. My words changed; I became more careful, concise, and contrite. As I knelt I became more aware of God’s divinity and my humanity; we were not equals. I was not talking to God man to man; I was talking to God as Son to Father. My humanness compared to His Holiness came to the forefront and I began to ask God for forgiveness, grace, love, and mercy. I did not ask for cars, houses, health, or land. In fact I prayed for the conditions of the world and interjected prayers for myself sparingly. Try it with me……
Let us kneel for a moment of prayer.