My Prayer

“But when you pray, go into the room and shut the door and pray

to your Father who is in secret, and your Father who sees in

secret will reward you.” Matthew 6:6

 

I enter my quiet room,

prostrating myself before God,

searching for a way to pray.

Paul reminds me that the Holy Spirit

helps me in my human weakness

for I lack the words,

when trying to speak to God.

I forget that God is not looking for words;

the Holy Spirit enters my heart,

the heart which holds my soul in love.

It is this love that God hears;

it is this soul that God holds dear.

When I enter my quiet room,

prostrating myself God,

I need no words; God hears my heart.