The Prayer That Always Works :
How I Stopped Begging and Started Living in Him
by Nikki Walton for CurlyNikki.com
My Morning Begins With ‘Thank You, Jesus’
When I wake up now, my very first conscious thought is the one I used to have to reach for:
“Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Jesus.”
I used to force myself to remember it before I even reached to turn off the alarm. But now… it reaches me first. Before my mind can even scan, He’s already there. He reaches for me, like He always was. Like He is, even as I type these words. He’s reaching for you through these words.
Wondering How to Pray and Get Results?
You’ve been wondering how to pray. How to ask, to get results. Should you ask Jesus or the Father… or the Holy Spirit? Should you ask for what you want, declare it even, in Jesus’ Name, or surrender into His Will. Should you pray for a healing or say, ‘if it’s your Will, or our Father’s Will (or Y’alls Will?! lol), let it be done unto me… or them’.
There’s scripture, and testimony, and stories of miracles to back up every side of this question.
A Daily Lesson From My Silent Retreat
Here’s a quick story for you… it repeats itself daily. I reach for this computer before going live to sit for our Silent Retreat and write a love letter to you like this one.
When I ask and plead and beg for words they don’t come. When I sit up (posture is important, here) into Joy, and feel Him moving through me… when I realize I am His Vessel… His Voice… His Hands… the words fly out like this.
What I’ve Tried and Why It Doesn’t Always Work
When I pray for words in the car before recording a reel for IG/FB… and it’s 100 degrees Fahrenheit in the Florida summer, no AC on because the mic would pick it up, the words don’t come.
It doesn’t matter what I pray. I’ve superstitiously tried them all lol.
The Our Father.
The Trisagion (Holy God, Holy Mighty, Holy Immortal)…
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus…
In the Name of Jesus, this reel is already recorded and is helping people! Thank you!
Sometimes one works, sometimes none work, but none work consistently.
The Only Thing That Works Consistently
When I surrender into the knowledge that He is sitting in that driver seat. This is Him. Not me.
I die. And He lives and then He hits record and gets it done.
When it’s me… begging, hoping, pleading, declaring… no matter how confident the declaration, in His Name, even… the results aren’t consistent.
HE IS THE RESULT.
HE MUST BE THE ONLY RESULT YOU’RE AFTER.
THE CONSCIOUS AWARENESS OF HIM.
AND NOT YOU AND HIM.
JUST HIM.
“I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.” – Galatians 2:20
“I protest by your rejoicing which I have in Christ Jesus our Lord, I die daily.” – 1 Corinthians 15:31
Becoming More Than a Vessel
When you are aware that you aren’t just a vessel, but a channel… not just a channel but HIM present in that moment to serve, a great silence comes, a great knowing comes, and then the worldly result comes… in this case words that help and heal and change and challenge and cause miracles.
It may become dollars for you, opportunities, healthier relationships. But you must exit the relationship lol.
It must be all Him. You must not walk into that job interview. It must be only Him. Only Joy.
You can’t be the one checking your bank account… He does. He opens the app. His hand stretches out to change everything. Everything. Everything.
You become… a witness. A Watcher.
Living as a Witness, Not a Beggar
And at times, it still feels like I’m fully here lol, and then I’m a representative, again. A host. Like now… that I’m trying to explain the difference to you… it’s like I’m aware of Him being here. Two. Instead of One. Like I’m holding Joy. Like fatigue or sleepiness… ‘okayness’ is holding up GREATNESS. LIGHT. POWER. I feel like regular old me trying to stay conscious of Big Ole Him!
But at the height, on the top of the mountain, there’s just LOVE. Transfigured. Radiating. Forever changed.
A Small Nighttime Example
Last night my son started coughing again and I began to plead to God for a peaceful night’s sleep when I remembered this… I stopped begging and became consciously filled with Him, and placed my hand on my son’s head and said, ‘thank you that it has stopped.’ And it did.
But I had also given him cough medicine an hour before lol…but most of the time the cough medicine doesn’t work. This time it did, tho? Only God knows! Alls I know is that we slept good! I love you!
I love you,
nik
