Now they know that everything you have given me is from you;
for the words that you gave to me I have given to them, and they have received them and know in truth that I came from you; and they have believed that you sent me.”
Praying aloud is a particularly vunlerable way to pray isn’t it? It’s self-revealing and imperfect. I remember my first few months as a hospital chaplain. I learned so much about prayer. I learned that folks didn’t care so much if I could wax poetic words of prayer but they needed me to listen and to reflect their deepest needs and their stories; to weave those stories into words of prayer — requests that God rememember and attend to them in their darkest moments. My words were often clumsy and awkward, but when we pray aloud for one another we stand in solidarity with them. It’s comforting when we hear our own fears, our deepest desires and our joys reflected in prayer, spoken aloud to God and our personal prayers become corporate prayers. Out-loud prayers to God acknowledge our common humanity.
May God be in your head and heart as you listen for the stories of others that need lifted in prayer,
May you know the peace and healing of hearing your own needs and hopes spoken aloud.
And may God hear your prayers.