I’ve no place to pray.” Betty’s teacher had been telling the class that God liked to have us speak to Him and tell Him our needs, and to thank Him too, for the gift of the Lord Jesus. But Betty lived in a little place that had only three rooms, and she had three brother and three sister. So there wasn’t much chance for Betty to get away alone.
Her teacher told her she could sometime slip away into one of the little dark bedrooms and shut the door. There she could be alone with God, and the rest of the family wouldn’t miss her for a few minutes. Betty promised to try.
Almost everybody can find a little corner for prayer if he wants to. I once heard of a man who worked in a large machine shop, who, after eating his lunch at noon, used to go inside a big old boiler to pray. One of his companions found him there, and asked if he might come in and pray with him. After a while they had quite a prayer meeting inside that old boiler, and souls were saved there.
I knew a man who lived in a small house who always went out to the barn to pray. And I also knew a young girl who couldn’t get a chance for quiet prayer till all the day’s work of a large family was done, and then she had to go down into the cellar to be alone. But she wanted to be alone with the Lord, and it was very sweet to her soul!
God is everywhere and if we cannot be alone, we can pray to Him in our hearts. He can even hear a thought-prayer.
ML 12/10/1950