pray

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Lord, teach us to pray. 

simple words. a simple request from humble men following yet another humble Man

Messiah.

and yet, so much weight in this simple appeal. 

teach us to approach. 

it is like standing on the bank of a river. unknown beneath the surface, so much greatness yet unseen. but its power is known. 

a little girl's plea to the father on the other side. 

poppy, teach me to swim.  

i know this cry all too well. 

come to Me, dearheart.

don't be afraid. 

and then i see that bridge. the one He built for me, the way to come to Him. 

that steady path called prayer. 

and i can cross it on my knees to fall at the pieced feet of my Abba who waits to hear His daughter's call. 

sometimes i walk with strongest confidence. other times, it is with trembling hands and unworthy quaver. 

will He take this alabaster jar, full to overflowing with my tears and love?

i fall at His feet.

and i discover 

my carpenter Daddy has laid my way. 

approach with confidence, Daughter. 

you are loved.

But I will not tell you how long or short the way will be; only that it lies across a river. But do not fear that, for I am the great Bridge Builder. ~Aslan, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader