Memorial Day weekend is the traditional welcome into summer. Long days, outside reading, baseball, iced tea, sunshine — ’tis the season of unparalleled displays of God’s common benevolence.

And it’s also full of exciting opportunities for us to grow in the grace of prayer.

God’s grace is immeasurable, not seasonal (Ephesians 2:7). There’s not more of him now than in January, but summer tends to open our eyes a little wider. We can see a little clearer. And this helps how we pray.

C. S. Lewis:

For what I call “myself” (for all practical, everyday purposes) is also a dramatic construction. . . Normally I call this construction “me,” and the stage set “the real world.” Now the moment of prayer is for me — or involves for me as its condition — the awareness, the re-awakened awareness, that this “real world” and “real self” are very far from being rock-bottom realities” (Letters to Malcom, 81).

In other words, prayer is when we snap out of it — out of the busyness, out of Facebook charades, out of our culture-imposed identities. Praying is the most real thing we do, and if summer is when we are most awake, then let it teach us how to pray. Let it invite us into deeper fellowship.

Jonathan Dodson writes of prayer…

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