I have found that the longer I walk in my faith, the more rote the basic tenets of our Christian faith can become.  We can so easily lose sight of the awe and wonder of the profound and life changing elements of being a Christ follower.  Yawn, yawn...time for the Lord's Supper (or Communion--whatever name you give it).  Yada, yada, yada...the blood shed for you, the body broken for you.  The enemy lulls us into becoming mindless robots who claim a faith in a history changing Saviour...but who walk through each day not much differently than unbelievers.

Today, as I was reading my Bible, I was impressed with a very fundamental aspect of our faith that most of us tend to lose sight of--the importance of prayer.  Prayer.  Oh, we learn how to recite "Our Father who art in Heaven."  We might have some familiar meal time prayer such as, "God is great, God is good, let us thank Him for our food."  In moments of desperation, we might throw out a quick prayer for help.  And, we so casually tell a hurting friend that we'll pray for them.  

But what role is prayer really taking in our lives?  Do we approach prayer with a sense of amazement--that the God of the Universe has made a way to listen to our hearts' cries?  Do we step forward in great faith, approaching the throne of grace with confidence, truly believing that prayer changes things--and more importantly, prayer changes US?  

Talk about letting your little light shine.  Look what prayer did for Moses!