Praying Out loud
Praying Out loud
Written by: Jill
Sheets
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There
are many things that I do not feel comfortable doing. It is not something new,
but I am still drugging it along with me as I grew up. It is getting too hard
to carry.
Most
of you know that I did not grow up going to church. When I did go, I was not
expected to pray out loud or even do anything. So when I started to go to my
husband’s church I noticed people asking others to pray out loud. I was
confused because most of the churches I had been to the pastor was the only one
that prayed, so I thought there is no way anyone would ask me to pray out loud.
That is until………..Choir.
I
honestly did not even think of people asking me to pray. I know I would be the
last person to chose, and I would just have to say, “Thank you, Father Amen.” short
and sweet. Surely I could not mess that up. But when asked all I could say was,
“no thank you.” “No Thank You”, who could say no to that? I was embarrassed
that I could not do it. I could do many things, but not able to pray out loud?
Thinking
things over today, I believe I know some of the reasons. They may not be a big
reason for others, but when I think of it I want to hide in the “Cubby room.”
Here
is the first of many reasons. Ones that I remember, others I have forgotten.
Isn’t that life?
When
they are asking for prayer requests, I cannot write the request fast enough. I
am still staring at my sheet of paper trying to figure out how to spell the
name of the person who needs the prayer request, then I forget the name
altogether or give up.
Another
one is that I am going to forget about what I was going to say. There is
nothing like dead air and unable to remember what you were saying. Now that is
forgetfulness. Many people say that their mind went blank, but I call it Fibro
Fog.
What
if I say that wrong things?
What
if people judge me?
These
are most of the reasons of why I am scared to pray out loud. Some may say get
over it, but not that easy.
Fun
little fact. I can be on stage, but not pray out loud. The reason why is being
on stage I am not myself. I am a character that someone has written.
Looking
back at what I wrote I have boiled it down to one major thing, my brain,
specifically my memory.
You
have things you would not do that I would, and there are things you would do
that I would not do. You all know that saying, “everyone is different”.
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