I'm a contemplative Christian, and the image of an angel with incense mixing prayers and offering them to God - that's become my image for prayer itself.
My prayers are so clumsy. My theology is muddled. My language is small. But this image says the angel takes those prayers and mingles them with incense - makes them fragrant - and offers them to God.
It's not about getting the words right. It's about presenting yourself before God with whatever you have, and trusting that God receives it, treasures it, makes it beautiful.
I'm less concerned now with praying 'correctly.' I'm just showing up with what I have - my confusion, my gratitude, my pain - and trusting God to do something with it.
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