Thursday, September 20, 2007

Still Listening

Stuck itunes on to shuffle mode this morning as I sipped my decaf Americano in my early morning haunt of Starbucks. Most of the time I am probably not even listening to the music that comes through the little white apple earphones. It sort of just tunes me out of my surroundings as I read.

This morning one of the songs gradually got my attention. Stephen Curtis Chapman song "Still Listening". I was blown away by its simplicity. God is our father he is my friend and he hears every word we say. Does it get any more simple than that.

I've heard many people complicate the subject of prayer. Sometimes its made to sound like a military exercise, sometimes its a formula, sometimes the preserve of the specialists. It just reminded me again that God loves childlike faith and he hears every word we say be it a whisper or a shout.

Check out the words below:

I would lay me down to sleep
And pray the Lord my soul to keep
And though I never saw Him there
I believe He heard each prayer
For God was great, And God was good
And I knew if I spoke the words
He would be listening

The years can take us far away
From the simple child like faith
But I am longing to return
To the place where I first learned
That God is great, and God is good
So, I will speak the words

God, our Father, once again
I bow my head to pray
You are my Father and my friend, and You hear every word I say
A prayer for forgiveness, A desperate cry for help
Or praise flowing from a thankful heart
Like each time before, I come knowing You're still listening

I will never understand
How the words of mortal man
Can reach the ears of One so pure
And touch His heart, but they do I'm sure
For God is great, and God is good
And He is love

God, our Father, once again
I bow my head to pray
You are my Father and my friend, and You hear every word I say
A pray for forgiveness, A desperate cry for help
Or praise flowing from a thankful heart
Like each time before, I come knowing You're still listening
You're still listening

Now I lay me down to sleep
And pray the Lord my soul to keep
Though I may not see You there
I believe You'll hear each prayer

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