Home Subscribe Services Support Us

Praying Big, Praying Small
by Yaffa Ganz

Once upon a time, I used to pray Big. That is, after I stopped praying Small. By that I mean, I once prayed for small things, for every small thing I wanted or needed or thought I needed. But one day I decided that I was bothering God with too many minor requests. I felt it was a better idea to concentrate on the really big, important issues -- the things that really mattered - instead of cluttering up the lines of communication with all the petty stuff.

That's when I switched over to praying Big. I also thought that praying Big was more conducive to praying well, although it didn't quite turn out that way. As it did turn out, praying Big just meant asking for different things, but I didn't know that at the time.

Most people seem to do a better job of praying when their powers of concentration are more... well, let's say more focused on their own personal welfare. When praying for worldwide peace, for Mashiach, for starving children in India, or for general panaceas, we tend to be pious, generous, well-meaning, but definitely laid back. But just let something touch home and see how fast we sit up! A serious illness, a looming financial disaster, a divorce, or a long-hoped-for shidduch -- and the heartfelt intentions are flowing in no time at all. The tears well up, the chest heaves, the brow furrows, and words of prayer pour forth.

Like the voice of the shofar, our prayer can be a wordless cry from the depths of the heart. Like the story of the shepherd boy who played his flute in shul on Yom Kippur because he could not read, it can be a gift of song from the soul. Like the man who offered God the 22 letters of the alef-bet because he did not know how to use the prayer book, prayer can be a rational gift from man's mind. Whatever form it takes, true prayer is pure and whole. But almost by definition, prayer means words.

Speech, phrased in the form of prayer, is one of the greatest gifts we can offer our Creator. Our words praise Him, beseech Him to fulfill our endless needs and requests, and thank Him for His endless benevolence. They allow us to form some concept of God and to imitate His ways. It's our way of recognizing that He is all we've got. And He graciously accepts our unending lists of supplication as a humble offering.

* * *

That's why I went back to praying Small. I had so many "small" requests that needed tending to. I couldn't keep putting them aside, hoping they'd take care of themselves. I needed help on the everyday stuff, not only on the Biggies. The moment I understood that my minute, repetitive requests were also legitimate prayer, I felt tremendously relieved. And when I realized that they too were my service of the heart, I was uplifted. Imagine! I come asking for gifts and I am credited with doing a good deed! Where else can you find such a marvelous arrangement? Every time I try to withdraw from the Heavenly Bank, a deposit is placed in my account!

At that point I let myself go full speed ahead... Please God, don't let the heater break down just yet. Please make my husband's sore throat better. Please make my challah rise. Please don't let the phone bill come due before the paycheck arrives. Please help my son get to school on time this morning - his teacher is getting annoyed. Please let that nice boy call my neighbor's daughter for a second date (she isn't getting any younger, You know). Please, please, please.

To my amazement, I discovered something. Once all the smaller requests were out of the way each day, I was free to start in on the bigger items. This outpouring of immediate but intimate prayer, with its natural, accompanying concentration (I really wanted that kid to get to school before the bell rang!), paved the way for improved concentration during longer, more formal prayer.

King David said it all. He poured his heart out in soaring songs of praise, in searing prayers, in sublime thanksgiving, in words infinitely more exalted than any I could conjure up. There was a time when his words seemed to me too lofty to express my trivial concerns. But now that I was taking care of my own everyday affairs with my own small words, I felt more comfortable borrowing his words for the larger issues, and like the hundreds of generations before me, I, too, found within them strength, endurance, and overwhelming beauty. His were the words I needed for praying really Big.

Excerpted with permission from "CINNAMON AND MYRRH." Published by Feldheim Publishers

Reprinted with permission from InnerNet Magazine



View Complete List

Reflections, Dissections and Connections
Rabbi Naftali Reich - 5774

A Beginning With No End
Rabbi Pinchas Winston - 5758

The Origin of Life
Rabbi Yaakov Menken - 5763


Which Came First?
Shlomo Katz - 5774

It Was a Misunderstanding...
Rabbi Yisroel Ciner - 5759

The Oldest Lesson in History
Rabbi Label Lam - 5763

> Creation: A Veil for the Reality of God
Rabbi Pinchas Winston - 5773

The Anthropologicalization of Adam
Rabbi Aron Tendler - 5765

Adam Regrets His Gift to Dovid
- 5768

Looking for a Chavrusah?

Itís All About Redemption Part I
Rabbi Aron Tendler - 5766

Bereishis Tidbits
Rabbi Dovid Green - 5759

More than One G-d?
Rabbi Yaakov Menken - 5761

Frumster - Orthodox Jewish Dating

The Heavenly Truth and the Earthly Truth
Rabbi Yissocher Frand - 5764

The Eternal Embrace
Rabbi Yochanan Zweig - 5773

"If He Does Not Merit", Then "Opposite Him"
Rabbi Yissocher Frand - 5767

A Tree Grew in Manhattan
Rabbi Aron Tendler - 5764

Project Genesis Home

Torah Portion

Jewish Law



Learn the Basics




Ask The Rabbi

Knowledge Base


About Us

Contact Us

Free Book on Geulah! Home Copyright Information