Quotes About Prayer

Prayer is like any other kind of communication. There are times when meaning is shared, but there is no real excitement. At other times, though, the mood is so pregnant with joy it's impossible to forget.

The sound of communal prayer—its growling honesty, its rhythm as relentless and essential as heartbeats—moves me with its direction and makes me believe that distance can be overcome. It is the only thing that offers me hope that where borders and wars and revolutions divide and scatter us, something singular and true unites us. It tames this English soil.

Prayer changes things? No! Prayer changes people and people change things.

Fear believes . . . no one is listening and no one cares. Love believes . . . in prayer.

Worry is a way to avoid admitting powerlessness over something, since worry feels like we're doing something. (Prayer also makes us feel like we're doing something, and even the most committed agnostic will admit that prayer is more productive than worry.)

Everyone takes a turn, and when it gets to me, I shout out what Jewish people say at times like this: "L'chaim!" "It means 'to life,'" I explain. And as I say it, I think that maybe this is what I was saying a prayer for back in the cathedral. To life.

The Cloud of Unknowing is an anonymous work of Christian mysticism written in the latter half of the 14th century. The text is a spiritual guide to contemplative prayer. "Be willing to be blind, and give up all longing to know the why and how, for knowing will be more of a hindrance than a help." This 1912 edition was edited by Evelyn Underhill, and contains her introduction.

I dug out the pre-Reformation and Reformation classics written on the subject of Christian spirituality. Virtually every one of those books addressed one subject: prayer.

Jhesu Crist, and seiynte Benedight,Blesse this hous from every wikked wight.

That's where thinking started, where thinking stopped, where all her prayers so long ago had dried up. She no longer prayed, nor even dreamed of changing her father. Her dreams now played variations on the theme of escape. And they were nothing more than that —just dreams, just play. She'd been alone at the end of her dreams so many times before and never had God helped her escape her father, because God couldn't, because she would never escape her need to love him.

Faith is where they learn about their God; but Prayer is where they explore Him.

True Prayer is the work of relationship, where He moves them from mere information about Him to a one-on-one experience with Him, so that now when they talk about "knowing God," they mean more than, "I understand what you're saying about God," but also, "It fits my experience of Him.

They think that if they had more belief they would pray more, so keep them lacking. Never let them realize that the opposite is true: If they prayed more, they would have more belief.

wer am meisten genießt, betet am meisten.

Live in such a way, in love and kindness, that peace and prayer and thanksgiving will be in your homes together. Do not let your homes just be a place to hang your hats at night and get your meals and then run off some place else but let your homes be the abiding place of the Spirit of the Lord.

In no other nation under heaven could the Church have been organized and gone forward as we have in this nation. The founding of the United States was not an accident. The giving to us of the Constitution of the United States was not an accident. Our Heavenly Father knew what would be needed, and so he paved the way to give us the Constitution. It came under the influence of prayer, and he guided those who framed that wonderful document

The wish to pray is a prayer in itself.

Most people do not pray; they only beg.

Common people do not pray, my lord: they only beg

After much prayerful consideration, I feel that I must say I have climbed my last political mountain.

We must not sit still and look for miracles up and doing, and the Lord will be with thee. Prayer and pains, through faith in Christ Jesus, will do anything.

Home, shower, apple pie. Maybe if I said it like a prayer, it would work. The distance between us shrank. Home, shower . . .

Nadira stared at him for another long moment. "Why can't anything be simple with you, Matias?" "Because life is complicated." She'd exhaled and waved him off. "Go. Practice. Work on achieving harmony. I need to pray.

Dear Lord, make us truly grateful for what it is that we are about to receive.