9 min
Prayer Kind Fibers - Following Kindness Through the Fabric of Life
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- Society & Culture
I prayed like this for YEARS. YEARS. Then I just stopped. It got me no where. I was left feeling resentful, angry, and like I was sending off letters to Santa Clause at the North Pole with no hope of ever hearing a reply. I was a ministerial major and I had stopped praying.
I didn’t pick up prayer again for years. I figured there was no point. I got so sick of hearing “prayer changes you”. “Yeah, for the worse”, was my silent reply. I was angry, resentful, and out of faith. Not praying was my dirty little secret. My view of faith changed from an awe filled, childlike wonder to viewing God as a narcissistic concept bent on dominance and control. To me Nietzsche was right. To me, God was dead. So what changed? Well, first I had gone off to live with the Black Hats (Chassidic Jews). Prayer is pretty important in that world. I was using a prayer book. The prayers are beautiful. I saw a faith in those prayers that was tangible and living centuries after they were written. It was there while learning in the Synagogue that I discovered prayer as a service of the heart, not of the mind, and not of desire. Https://kindfibers.com
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I prayed like this for YEARS. YEARS. Then I just stopped. It got me no where. I was left feeling resentful, angry, and like I was sending off letters to Santa Clause at the North Pole with no hope of ever hearing a reply. I was a ministerial major and I had stopped praying.
I didn’t pick up prayer again for years. I figured there was no point. I got so sick of hearing “prayer changes you”. “Yeah, for the worse”, was my silent reply. I was angry, resentful, and out of faith. Not praying was my dirty little secret. My view of faith changed from an awe filled, childlike wonder to viewing God as a narcissistic concept bent on dominance and control. To me Nietzsche was right. To me, God was dead. So what changed? Well, first I had gone off to live with the Black Hats (Chassidic Jews). Prayer is pretty important in that world. I was using a prayer book. The prayers are beautiful. I saw a faith in those prayers that was tangible and living centuries after they were written. It was there while learning in the Synagogue that I discovered prayer as a service of the heart, not of the mind, and not of desire. Https://kindfibers.com
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Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/Kindfibers/support
9 min