I don’t remember when I learned to pray. I don’t remember ever being taught how. I can, however, go back in my memory, like a life review, and think of different times I’ve talked to God.
Lying in my lonely basement room and being so frightened that I could not move or speak words aloud. I prayed over and over to the Lord to protect and comfort me.
Kneeling by the side of my bed and thanking God for giving my sisters to me.
Asking for inspiration during the A.P. Biology exam.
Crawling in the back of the Ford Econoline van after being thrown out of the house in winter and without shoes or warm clothes and finding a blanket to wrap up in. Thanking the Lord for a small blessing.
Curled up in a ball in the high school hallway, crying over the news that my parents had separated again and asking God to just get me through it one more time.
Sprawled out on my living room floor, facedown, and arms extended wide in complete supplication and desperation. I think of the hours I stayed in that position, begging the Lord for a certain blessing.
Gently whispering to Him on an autumn night in a far-away country to tell me if the Book of Mormon was a true book.
Running through the house with a positive pregnancy test in my hand and yelling “thank you” to God.
After one particularly bad hour of prayer, telling God to “go to hell.”
Looking up at the dark ceiling night after night, the sounds of my husband’s breathing accompanying my pleas for my children’s’ well-being.
Taking a long white scarf and going out on my balcony under a full moon and dancing praises directed to the Savior.
Pretending that the Lord is in the passenger seat while I’m driving the mini-van and we have a good old heart-to-heart.
“And Hannah prayed, and said, “My heart rejoiceth in the Lord, mine horn is exalted in the Lord; my mouth is enlarged over mine enemies; because I rejoice in thy salvation. There is none holy as the Lord: for there is none beside thee: neither is there any rock like our God.” Samuel 2: 1-2
There are many ways to talk to God. Tell us about yours.