It Matters to Him

"All through my life the counsel to depend on prayer has been prized above almost any other advice I have received. It has become an integral part of me, an anchor, a constant source of strength, and the basis for my knowledge of things divine." -Ezra Taft Benson

Like Ezra Benson, prayer played a big role in my upbringing.

Each morning of my childhood started off with a prayer and a hug before I ran out the door to head to school. Throughout the day, my family would pray before we ate dinner, drove long distances, or started various family outings. It  also wasn't uncommon for me to come up the stairs morning or night, and see my parents kneeling at their bedside praying together.

Nighttime family prayers were always my favorite, though.

Each day of my childhood was closed with my family kneeling together in prayer. With the TV paused, the books put down, and the texting left to the side, we'd all rush up the stairs to gather around my parent's bed or the family room couch for family prayer. Rarely would we miss a night of this tradition.

My parents went through a lot of effort to instill this pattern of prayer in their children, and whenever I sought counsel for a problem, my mom's advice was generally to pray about it.

The spring I turned 15, I was having a hard time finding a swimsuit that I thought was tasteful and modest. As summer came closer and closer, I started feeling a little panicked.  I had been raised with high standards of modesty, and I felt like I had been on a thousand swimsuit websites and in a million stores (in reality, probably only two), and there was nothing that would fill my modesty requirements as well as my budget. It sounds like such a silly concern, but I feared being trapped in a granny-suit all summer long. One night, as I was fretting over the issue, my mom finally told me to just go and pray about it. She said, in effect, "Audrey, tonight when you pray, tell your Heavenly Father what is going on. If this is truly important to you, it will be important to Him, and He will help you find a modest swimsuit." So I did. I prayed and asked Heavenly Father to help me find a modest/cute/affordable swimsuit when I went shopping the next day.

The following morning, my mom took my sister and me to a little boutique we had heard good things about. I walked in, and lo and behold, the very first suit I tried on was modest, was moderately priced, and was pretty darn cute...It seemed to be nothing short of a small miracle.

It was such a simple and silly request--"Please Heavenly Father, help me find a cute swimsuit for the summer,"--but it really meant a lot to me. This experience strengthened my testimony that someone was listening to my prayers.

Since that spring, Heavenly Father has continued to make Himself manifest to me in answers to my prayers. For me, answers have come in many different ways. Sometimes its a feeling of comfort; other times it's an encouraging word from a close friend; or perhaps I'll be having a really hectic day with a million deadlines to meet, and somehow the pieces fall into place at the last minute. Whether I need clarity, comfort, encouragement, direction, stress relief, or peace, Heavenly Father has never failed to answer my heartfelt pleas.

Prayer has been a blessing and strength to my life. It is a gift from a loving God. He knows us, and we can come to know Him as we spend time with Him through prayer.

If any of you are struggling with prayer, are not sure how to recognize answers to your prayers, or even aren't sure how to pray, message me on Facebook. :) Let's talk about it.