The kids in the residential treatment center (RTC) and I occasionally take our worship time and devote it to an evening of prayer. We did this recently, and I was once again touched by their honesty and vulnerability. They shared what was on their hearts- a challenge at school, anxiety over an upcoming visit with family, an exciting new game, a physical struggle etc.
When it was time to bow our heads and go to God, I noticed that some of the kids were acting silly- looking around at their friends, wiggling, and laughing. I decided to help them (and me) prepare to pray by painting them a picture of where we were going- to the throne of God. Hebrews 4:16 says that we can come boldly to the throne of God and find strength and help in time of need. So, we were going to go together. If I understand Revelation at all, the throne room and its inhabitants are quite amazing! I told the kids that we were going to talk to God. But to get to Him, we would have to politely push past thousands and thousands of angels who are singing, “Holy, Holy, Holy!” We would have to ask to pass between elders who are seated around the throne. We would have to step over crowns that are being cast before Jesus. And then, we would see God, and Jesus seated at His right hand.
Now, we were ready to pray. I looked around the circle, and I saw each child bow his head in new-found reverence. I bowed my own head, and nearly wept at the realization that we were all in the presence of God together. That access granted to us by Jesus’ sacrifice. Now, we prayed with confidence and trust.
“What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer.”