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Prayers

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Added: Thu. Jul 30, 2009 7:59am
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When you walk the roads of the Internet, you will learn about different cultures. One day I learned about blessings, something I thought only a pope did. Or a priest perhaps. I realized I don’t know much about what drives religious people. The importance of prayers was not very known to me, but as people do find comfort in prayers, I want to know more.

As a toddler, before my family decided to go without religion, I did a prayer every night on my knees in front of the bed. “I close my eyes, fold my hands, bend my knees before you Lord, faithful Father in heaven, look upon me in love.” It rhymed in Dutch, it hurt my knees and it was part of the bedtime ritual my mother had installed, but when I asked her one day: Do you believe in God?, she said: No, not really, and that was the end of the religion in our family.

This was in the sixties. At school, Sunday school, before and after meals, there were prayers. They were merely rituals and did we really thank for the food we were about to receive? For spinach? A boy (“Bartje” ) in Dutch literature became famous for his words : “I won’t pray for brown beans!”

So I don’t pray. Well I always thought I don’t, but if you wish something good for a person very much, so much, you close your eyes and think strongly about it, “become well again please!”, isn’t that a sort of prayer too? But to what? To whom do I ‘send’ this wish? Is it a remaining of a religion I once grew up with? Does it work if you are not a believer in God?

Prayers so I have learned today, have been around where ever people started to have a religion. So there has to be a religion to pray?

Prayer, the English word originates from Latin precarius, late Roman precare, Old French preiere, Middle English preie. In Dutch it is gebed, from the verb bidden. Both meaning: to ask earnestly.

So in many cultures, independendly from each other, prayers occured. Out of the blue? Aboriginals, living isolated in Australia for many centuries, knew prayers long before Austrailia was ‘discovered’.
Aboriginal religion, like many other religions, is characterised by having a god or gods who created people and the surrounding environment during a particular creation period at the beginning of time. Aboriginal people are very religious and spiritual, but rather than praying to a single god they cannot see, each group generally believes in a number of different deities, whose image is often depicted in some tangible, recognisable form. This form may be that of a particular landscape feature, an image in a rock art shelter, or in a plant or animal form.

Landscape features may be the embodiment of the deity itself, such as a particular rock representing a specific figure, or they may be the result of something the deity did or that happened to the deity in the Creation Period, such as a river having formed when the Rainbow Serpent passed through the area in the Creation Period, or a depression in a rock or in the ground representing the footprint or sitting place of an Ancestral Being. I think perhaps this is how religion started of everywhere on Earth?

Inca’s, living in South America, knew prayers. Prayer songs, ceremonial songs, work songs and love songs were part of the texture of daily life.Jaillis – sacred hymns – were prayers and philosophical ponderings. Inca Priests greeted each sunrise and sunset singing jaillis, usually accompanied by music, beseeching Tijsi Wiracocha (The Creator), Inti (the Sun), Illapa (Thunder-Lightning), Pachamama (The Earth Mother), Mamaquilla (the Moon), and all the huacas (spirits of places) to grant health, prosperity and happiness for the people, the Inca and the empire.

Originally, so I read, prayers spring directly out of the souls deepest need, or highest bliss. Originally it is the formal utterance of a depressed or happy soul, accompanied by a simple gift. Originally it is the personal utterance of an individual, or of the chief of a group.

According to Heiler, people in the beginning (of religious awareness, these words are mine) conversed freely with God. Later prayers became more mechanical, think of rosary beads for instance.

But still: “It is precisely in prayer that we have revealed to us the essential element of all religion.”
Prayers can help a person heal. The person that does the praying, that is. But do prayers work as a sort of healing to the person we pray for?

I am starting to believe the fact that you feel strongly about some one’s well being, that might indeed help that person to heal. I don’t know how exactly, but there has been proof of mass prayers helping the sick. Perhaps it isn’t scientific, but I think there is a lot science doesn’t know at the moment.

To me, at this point, a prayer is a personal conversation with what we don’t know, in the strong believe, or with the strong hope, to be heard and to get the support we can’t find anywhere else.

I used quotes from these sites: History of Book of Comon Prayer; Prayer, a history; Prayer study; aboriginalculture.com ;red-coral.net/Pach. This story is also on my wp blog.




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    Ina
    Posted 12:03pm August 5th, 2009

    Thank you very much for your interesting comment Deb, I am glad you took the time to write this down.  I was afraid this posting might put people off.  I didn't realize at first it might be a delicate matter.

    The use of confessing has always wondered me.  My husband was raised catholic. He said it was very handy, as soon as you had confessed your sins, you were of the hook. No such thing in protestantism I suppose.  I remember a (severe protestant) teacher once said to us, children, about 10 we were, that we would all go to hell because of the sins we had done if we wouldn't acknowledge that we were miserable sinners.  I couldn't think of a single sin really. I started to have serious doubts about religion by then. Wasn't it all about fear?

    My family switched from one religion to another several times in history. I had several uncles who became catholics because of marriages and they had to learn about saints and confession A great great grandfather of mine was the first catholic on the island (after the Reformation, if that is the word) He went to the mainland every Sunday with his sailing ship. A saying said  Two faiths on one pillow, the devil lies in the middle, but those days have long gone.

    In this world we all have to live together, no matter what we believe and I think there must be room for all of us.

    Thank you again, Debbie




  • Posted 11:47am August 5th, 2009
    Ina... Because I was born into a Catholic family, I was baptized into the Catholic religion just days after my birth.  My mother and father were Catholic because THEIR mothers and fathers were Catholic, and their grandparents before them were Catholic.  You get the idea. 

    My brother, sister, and I attended a Catholic grammar school.  We memorized answers to certain questions pertaining to the Catholic religion.  We also memorized all the typical Catholic prayers and learned to make the proper sign of the cross.  We made our First Communions and Confirmations all on schedule according to the grade level we were in.  It was all rote.

    Not until after I was married, did I actually begin to learn what all the prayers and rituals meant.  Up until then, I didn't know what a VBS (Vacation Bible School) or what the term "Born Again" meant.  My husband was raised as a Christian Protestant.  If a Catholic married a Protestant, it was looked upon as somewhat defiant.  It was acceptable as long as the couple were married in a Catholic church.  By the time we were ready to be married, I was a non-practicing Catholic, so we got married in the church his parents had long been members.  It's a non-denominational, born again, Christian congregation.

    Whenever I need to fill in any type of a questionnaire about my religious connections (such as for hospital admission), I write that I am non-denominational.  This does not mean I don't believe in God, because I do believe He is in control of the entire scheme of things.

    What I have come to learn outside of the Catholic teachings, has actually helped me to better understand and appreciate my Catholic upbringing.  I know I don't fit in with the rules and regulations set by the top brass Catholic leaders, but I am still very much at peace with myself and with God.  To this day, I have no problem going into a Catholic church and participating in whatever way I want to.

    I went to a Catholic memorial service on August 1, 2009 for one of my cousins who died in July.  It was held in the very church I attended as a grammar school student in my hometown.  The biggest change I noticed is that all the confessionals that were around the perimeter of the inside of the church were gone.  I don't know how practicing Catholics go to confession now, but I believe I can speak directly to God if I have to confess any sins or have any other need to talk with Him.  I have long given up the belief that I needed to go through a priest to confess my sins and ask forgiveness.

    Any way, life is good; and all I know is that I don't need to carry the entire burden of any sorrows or fears on my own shoulders, for there is God or Spirit situated in the control seat at all times.









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