When I Pray to GOD

I am talking to Him sitting on his throne perched one or two steps above me. He wears white robes and his elbows rest on the arms of the chair. His hands are clasped in front. His kindly eyes are fixed on my face and He listens. My first thoughts concern my sins that I have committed recently (mortal sins if any) and I beg His forgiveness and explain that I did not want to hurt Him but that it was all owing to my feeble human nature. An excuse perhaps, but during Holy Mass we pray "Do not look upon our sins, but consider favourably the Faith that we have in Thee" or something to that effect. However I do fervently promise Him that I will do my very best not to repeat them again. I imagine Him nodding consent and giving me a faint smile. Optimistic attitude on my part, I know but Faith in his Mercy and Goodness should render us optimistic and give us Hope for his forgiveness.



I then praise the Lord for his Greatness and Omnipotence and thank Him for creating the wonders of the Universe and above all for creating me thus giving me the chance to live a good life on this earth so that I might eventually go to Him in his Eternal Kingdom. I thank him also for sending His Son Jesus Christ to us on earth to teach us and to show us the Way to eternal Life. For showing us His Love for us by sacrificing his Only Son to die on the Cross to atone for all the sins of the world and for our Salvation. Finally I recite the Our Father, the Prayer that Jesus Himself taught us how to recite: -



Our Father, Thou art in Heaven, Hallowed by Thy Name, Thy Kingdom come,

Thy Will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven;



Give us today our daily Bread, forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive

those that trespass against us, lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.



This is a wonderful Prayer and I recite it whenever I remember to do so, even though I am not in the praying mode. I may be passing along the street and a sad face of a man or a girl strikes me and I think to myself - "poor thing, please God help her" and for a second or two I lift my thoughts to God. I remember some instances when I prayed for someone without his knowing for something that I knew that he/she needed and days or weeks later I observed that my prayer had been granted. Presumptuosness on my part to even dare to think so. Perhaps, but I feel good when I pray for someone else.