It’s always seemed strange when I hear fellow Christians begin their prayers with, “Father God”. I understand they follow the example given by Christ himself, “Our father which art in heaven etc.” Yet it feels so distant somehow.
Coming to Jesus totally outside any church system, an artist and hippie drop out, it came naturally for me to pray to Jesus (God’s intermediary). My relationship from the beginning was close, very close. Easier to understand was the Catholic concept of “the bride of Christ”. Our relationship with our father, no matter how we love him, can never be as intimate as that of our husband or wife. We do not “become one” with our father, that seems almost blasphemous, yet Jesus claims us as His bride.
Perhaps this concept became real to me because for days after I received Jesus I found flowers at my feet. I don’t know how they got there, I just looked down and there they were. Yes, of course there are many explanations, but it has never happened before or since. How is not important. I just knew He was telling me He loved me in a way I could understand.
It’s not that I wish to convert everyone to my version of prayer. Rather, I think this concept might relieve much of the loneliness in the world. Everyone doesn’t always find that special someone to share their life. Even if they do that person may not be there forever, but Jesus offers Himself as the ultimate bridegroom, a man rich beyond belief, strong beyond wonder, able to care for us and solve every problem, who’ll stand by us no matter what with unconditional love. For Him each of us are that “special someone”. Before that fact loneliness disapates and the heart fills with joy.