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We welcome a new guest blogger today, Brenda Leyland. Thank you Brenda for sharing your story about prayer.

How I Learned to Pray

by Brenda Leyland


I was shocked to rattle the memory bank for recollections of my earliest prayers, only to find that I could not remember any from my childhood, other than the little prayer we used to say before meal time – Come Lord Jesus, be our guest and let this food to us be blessed.

Having been born into a practicing Christian family, that insight amazed me. Every night, I saw Mom and Dad kneel by their beds to pray, and often wondered what they whispered with heads bowed and elbows on the bed.  I heard many people pray during church services, usually the long drawn out versions, the kind that, as a kid, made me want to yawn with boredom.

Yet I cannot recall ever praying personally as a little girl.

  I was aware of God but I didn’t clue in that I could talk to Him.  I knew prayer was part of being Christian, but somehow I think I picked up the idea that following God was an adult thing – so perhaps I thought prayer was for grown-ups too.

But things changed after I got born again as a young teen during a summer camp meeting.  With such a new thirst in my heart for God, I found myself kneeling one day beside my own bed, right in the middle of a warm summer afternoon. I was so desperate to experience for myself what I’d heard the old timers talk about…God showing up in a swirl of Holy Ghost wind and tongues of fire…that I was willing to leave the fun outside to seek Him.

Suddenly I wanted to attend prayer meetings with my parents, where the gathered faithful ones were often encouraged to add their individual voices to petitions going up.  Some prayed so eloquently, so entreatingly, so assuredly, that I felt nervous to add my own faltering thoughts.  But as I listened I caught the ‘lingo’, and one day, still nervous, I too prayed out loud.

At that point, I little realized that prayer wasn’t meant to be polished,|
it was meant to come from the heart,
however simply or tangled the words came out.
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Prayer was to be the heart of a young daughter pouring out her burdens and joys to a listening, loving Father. Thankfully, Brenda learned along the way.

Brenda Leyland

Brenda Leyland

One of Brenda’s greatest joys is to pray with and for other people. Her heart frequently whispers blessings for those she encounters throughout her day. And, for those times when she doesn’t know what to ask for, it’s oft a simple cry for mercy, grace and ‘on earth as it is in heaven’. Ever on the lookout for glimpses of heaven in unexpected places, she write about them on her blog, It’s A Beautiful Life. 


 Leave Your Calling Card – A Guest Post

by Brenda Leyland  (reprinted with permission)

A SHORT TIME ago a fellow blogging friend emailed to tell me that I was the answer to a prayer she’d prayed that very morning!

Interesting thing about it all, I thought I was just ‘minding my own business’. I had no idea that I’d stumbled into the stream of someone’s earnest desire and request to God. All I was aware was that, in the culture and manner of Blogland, I’d come across her link in someone else’s comment box, and thought, Mmmm, I haven’t been to see Sulo in such a long time, a visit is long overdue.  

So I popped over there… to see what she’s been sharing and find out what she’s been up to. Knowing from my own experience just how important it is to find a ‘calling card’ in one’s comment box, I took the time to read more closely so I could share a comment or two on the ones that particularly spoke to me.

Lo and behold, within a short time, I found an e-mail reply back from my friend saying that I couldn’t have any idea what my comments meant to her that day. For that very morning, as she got up from bed, she asked the Lord to have someone leave a comment so that she could know for sure somebody out there was reading her postings.

And, when she clicked on her computer there in her inbox was an email indicating that someone had, indeed, been to visit and left comments. As Sulo put it:

 “What did I see… your e-mail with the comments — an answer to my prayer as a confirmation. What more proof do we need to believe God hears our prayers? Aren’t we so blessed to have such an awesome God who cares about even minute things like page-viewing!”

I’m humbled… and so honoured to have been a part of the Lord’s answer to Sulo’s heart cry. To have heeded the little nudge that I could so easily have postponed or ignored, in my view that is a glimpse of heaven in a most unexpected place…for me and for her…maybe for you too!