We Don’t Even Have to Say it Out Loud

Marvels abound. Technologies work wonders all around us; in the workplace, the entertainment world, and in our homes, where millions have the capability of electronically reproducing documents, via printers, copiers, faxes, and may become impatient if it isn’t accomplished within seconds.

There’s another marvel, not correlated to electronics. At least not in the way we would imagine. Our brain. It too reacts with split-second impulses, faster than electronic devices. I’m not going to attempt to cover the function of the human mind. That would take volumes.

The process I want to talk about is prayer. Most likely, the majority of people who pray do so quietly. They utter requests silently within the core of their mind, in their inner being. It may be a few words or it may be heartfelt torrents of appeals. What I find marvelous is, we don’t even have to say it out loud.

We could, if we wanted to, but we don’t have to. Somehow, the God of the Universe, the Majestic King and Creator of this earth and the cosmos that surrounds us, hears.

I thought about this today. Sending electronics signals becomes microscopic in comparison to un-verbalized prayer. How many telepathed messages travel through the galaxy in the time it takes to send a document to a printer? In how many languages? As a Christian, we’re taught Jesus is “in” us when we receive Him. Maybe that’s how He does it. It’s still wondrous.

As the anniversary of September 11 approaches, it comforts me to know that every person who called out to God through Jesus, went to Him. “All that the Father gives Me will come to Me, and the one who comes to Me I will by no means cast out.” (John 6:37) And they didn’t even have to say it out loud.