Are you there God? It's me, Amber...

So I get sent this little "prayer rug" in the mail from an old (57 years) church and they want me to kneel on it and pray and then send it back to them to send to someone else who needs blessed. While I appreciate the kind gesture, it really had me puzzled. I'm pretty sure that God hears me even when I don't pray on a special paper rug. However, it did kinda smack me in the face that there are many things that I need to be asking for his help with. I tend to forget that I am not supposed to try and handle it all myself. Therefore, I spread out the little paper prayer rug, dropped to my knees and had a long overdue chat with my Father. I know He heard me, even without the paper rustling under my knees, as I told Him of all my worries and all of the things I was grateful for.

When I finished, I folded up the prayer rug, along with the sheet of multiple choice boxes with some of them checked for things I could use some prayers for. I smiled as I put back in the mail this morning. Some people may think the fact that I did it is silly, or that I naively took stock in it. The way I choose to think of it is that maybe that's some churches way of doing the Lord's work. The truth is that maybe they are right because I know I needed that reminder that God is waiting and listening.