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	<title>Comments on: Petitioning Prayer</title>
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		<title>By: The Growing Edge &#187; Prayer can be healing (whether or not you believe in &#8220;God&#8221;)</title>
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		<dc:creator>The Growing Edge &#187; Prayer can be healing (whether or not you believe in &#8220;God&#8221;)</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 17:19:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] One night as I lay on my bed, in actual physical pain from these terrible emotions, I did something in desperation that I had never thought of doing before. I prayed for help. I do not have a concept of a God that is a kind of person who relates to us individually - though I do believe there is an intelligence and an energy that organizes the universe. And prayer for me is usually more like a conversation with all the energies surrounding me - the trees, the lake, the unseen spirits. It&#8217;s more to do with trying to understand the world and expressing gratitude and appreciation. I had never actually thought to ask for any kind of healing or comfort. To me, that&#8217;s a Christian thing, and I&#8217;m not really a Christian. [Note: just after publishing this post I discovered a wonderful post that precisely explains the difference between the two types of prayer I&#8217;m talking about. Nneka at Balanced Life Center calls prayer that asks for help as if from an outside agency, &#8220;petitioning prayer.&#8221; Exactly the type of prayer that was so new for me.] [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] One night as I lay on my bed, in actual physical pain from these terrible emotions, I did something in desperation that I had never thought of doing before. I prayed for help. I do not have a concept of a God that is a kind of person who relates to us individually - though I do believe there is an intelligence and an energy that organizes the universe. And prayer for me is usually more like a conversation with all the energies surrounding me - the trees, the lake, the unseen spirits. It&#8217;s more to do with trying to understand the world and expressing gratitude and appreciation. I had never actually thought to ask for any kind of healing or comfort. To me, that&#8217;s a Christian thing, and I&#8217;m not really a Christian. [Note: just after publishing this post I discovered a wonderful post that precisely explains the difference between the two types of prayer I&#8217;m talking about. Nneka at Balanced Life Center calls prayer that asks for help as if from an outside agency, &#8220;petitioning prayer.&#8221; Exactly the type of prayer that was so new for me.] [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Alexander M Zoltai</title>
		<link>http://www.balancedlifecenter.com/188-petitioning-prayer/#comment-4103</link>
		<dc:creator>Alexander M Zoltai</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 08:57:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>O My Father, I have moments of deep unrest -- moments when I know not what to ask by reason of the very excess of my wants. I have in these hours no words for Thee, no conscious prayers for Thee. My cry seems purely worldly; I want only the wings of a dove that I may flee away. Yet all the time Thou has accepted my unrest as a prayer. Thou has interpreted its cry for a dove's wings as a cry for Thee, Thou has received the nameless longings of my heart as the intercessions of Thy Spirit. They are not yet the intercessions of my spirit; I know not what to ask. But Thou knowest what I ask, O my God. Thou knowest the name of that need which lies beneath my speechless groan. Thou knowest that, because I am made in Thine image, I can find rest only in what gives rest to Thee; therefore Thou hast counted my unrest unto me for righteousness, and has called my groaning Thy Spirit's prayer. Amen.

- Rev. George Matheson (1842-1906)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>O My Father, I have moments of deep unrest &#8212; moments when I know not what to ask by reason of the very excess of my wants. I have in these hours no words for Thee, no conscious prayers for Thee. My cry seems purely worldly; I want only the wings of a dove that I may flee away. Yet all the time Thou has accepted my unrest as a prayer. Thou has interpreted its cry for a dove&#8217;s wings as a cry for Thee, Thou has received the nameless longings of my heart as the intercessions of Thy Spirit. They are not yet the intercessions of my spirit; I know not what to ask. But Thou knowest what I ask, O my God. Thou knowest the name of that need which lies beneath my speechless groan. Thou knowest that, because I am made in Thine image, I can find rest only in what gives rest to Thee; therefore Thou hast counted my unrest unto me for righteousness, and has called my groaning Thy Spirit&#8217;s prayer. Amen.</p>
<p>- Rev. George Matheson (1842-1906)</p>
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