Prayer - an ever-new creation

Prayer is infinite creation, far superior to any form of art or science. Through prayer we enter into communion with Him that was before all worlds. Or, to put it in another way, the life of the Self-existing God flows into us through the channel of prayer. Prayer is an act of supreme wisdom, of all surpassing beauty and virtue. Prayer is delight for the spirit. But the circumstances accompanying this creative work are complex. Time after time we experience an eager upsurge towards God, followed repeatedly by a falling away from His Light. Time and again we are conscious of the mind's inability to rise to Him. There are moments when we feel ourselves on the verge of madness. Pain forces the cry, ‘Thou didst give me Thy precept to love, which I accept with all my being, but there is no strength in me for this love. Thou Who art love, come and abide in me, and perform in me all that Thou hast enjoined, for Thy commandment exceeds my powers. My mind is too frail to comprehend Thee. My spirit cannot see into the mysteries of Thy life. I desire to do Thy will in all things but my days go by in perpetual conflict. I am tortured by the fear of losing Thee because of the evil thoughts in my heart; and this fear crucifies me. I sink. Lord, save me, as Thou didst save Peter who dared to walk on the water, to go to Thee.’

At times prayer seems over-slow in bringing results, and life is so short. Instinctively we cry, ‘Make haste unto me’. But He does not always respond at once. Like fruit on a tree, our soul is left to scorch in the sun, to endure the cold wind, the scorching wind, to die of thirst or be drowned in the rain. But if we do not let go of the hem of His garment, all will end well.

It is vital to continue in prayer for as long as we can, so that His invincible strength may penetrate and enable us to resist every destructive influence. And with the increase of this strength in us comes the joy of hope in final victory.

Prayer assuredly revives in us the divine breath which God breathed into Adam’s nostrils and by virtue of which Adam ‘became a living soul.’ Our spirit, regenerated by prayer, begins to marvel at the sublime mystery of being. The mind is filled with wonder. ‘Being, how is it possible?’ And we echo the Psalmist’s praise of the wondrous works of the Lord. We apprehend the meaning of Christ’s words, ‘I am come that [men] might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.’ ‘More abundantly’ - this is indeed so.

But again and again I find myself reflecting that life is full of paradox, like all the Gospel teaching. ‘I am come to send fire on the earth; and what will I, if it be already kindled?’ All we sons of Adam must go through this heavenly flame that consumes our deathly passions. Otherwise we shall not see the fire transformed into the light of new life, for it is not light that comes first, and then fire: in our fallen state burning must precede enlightenment. Let us, therefore, bless the Lord for the consuming action of His love. We do not know altogether but we do at least know ‘in part’ that there is no other way for us mortals to become ‘children of the resurrection,’ children of God, to reign together with Christ, the only-begotten Son of God. However painful this re-creating may be, however it may distress and lacerate the process, agonising as it is, in the end will be a blessed one. Erudition requires prolonged and intense labour but prayer is incalculably harder to acquire.