It was hard to learn to pray. Before coming to Christ it was a set of words which I didn’t understand and it was forbidden to translate it. I felt myself repeating after another person who wrote it, and I was always afraid that I might have the same life as that person. The hardest thing was to realize and accept that God is not far, but He is near, He is closer to me as I’ve ever imagined. I was always amazed that He heard my prayers and answered them. I was surprised and happy when I was told that Jesus is not a “Russian”. It was good news for me as I didn’t want to come to Russian god after Muslim god.
The prayer is a place where I can accept myself by His grace. It is a time when I can be comforted and be assured by Him that there is nothing to be afraid of.
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