Only two prayers?

Someone recently told me that there are only two prayers in the world...HELP ME, HELP ME, HELP ME and THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU.
I was taken aback, since it totally omitted HELP HIM, SAVE HIM, BLESS HIM, HAVE MERCY, and so many others that Christians say. I can't believe that people are so cynical and short sighted that they only see prayer as a means for personal gain or a thank you for what they alone received.
I have been bothered because I didn't speak up...so here is my speak up!
If we consider ourselves Christians and realize that salvation is our gift, we also need to acknowledge God's plan for us. "Help me" alone is not a proper prayer. That suggests that we only have to pray when we are in need. What He gives us without our requesting it is more valuable than any thing we can ask for.  Knowing that God is with us in the times we don't need anything and praying daily just to talk ensures our personal relationship with him. Our requests are not always delivered but  they are always fulfilled. To use "Thank you" as a second prayer suggests that we only have to pray when we receive things. What about those times we do not receive what we want, but instead what we need?
We have to see that our faith is totally outside of the box - we are not a vessel for God to fill with grace and stop up, sealing in His riches. We are a vessel that God fills and leaves open so we can pour out His gifts and blessings on others. Think of your soul like a sieve where the grace of God is poured in and the things you need in HIS PLAN pour out thickly. They are the blessings that stay with you,. The water that seeps through the holes is the blessing you give to those around you in His name.
If there have to be only two prayers, how about GOD, HELP ME DO FOR OTHERS and THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME BE OF SERVICE?
Maybe the person who said HELP ME and THANK YOU just forgot to finish their sentences. I sure hope so.

goals not reached

Here it is, October and I have fallen quite short of my BLOG goal of 1 a week. But, I have done 27 (before this one) and know that there will be more to follow.
I am not quite ready to throw in the towel, but have decided that I set a goal far above what I could accomplish being a newbie and all. Now if I get closer to my goal by the end of the year, I may start my new goal on January 1 instead of doing a full year to February, 2011.
Now I am wondering just who is reading my blogs and who has any opinions on them. I think you need a gmail account to be a member, so I have heard from one person they read them but do not comment. If you have any comments or ideas you want me to receive, but don't want to add them to an open forum, I would love to hear from you.

Email me at ChristChild103@gmail.com

This was just a public service announcement because I needed to get that blog count up!!!

28...WOO WOO!!!!!

Happy what?-day...

On Sunday, 10/3/10 I turned 56 years old. It was a horrible day as I expected the world to stop and greet me - I expected all the times I said "don't worry about it" to be denied and everyone to call and treat me well.
But I had only 2 of my 4 siblings even remember me and with the Packers playing, no real attention from my husband till after the game was over. But this is all because I didn't make my wishes known.
The odd thing is that 3 women from choir called me and sang a lovely harmonized version of "Happy Birthday", I received an e-card from another alto...and by 10:00 Monday morning had received two more messages from choir members - neither from the alto section, telling me they hoped my day had been good.
I got a total of three cards and two gifts at choir on 9/30, another card from my son and daughter (ok - future daughter in law but why act like she isn't part of the family when she is so very important to us all), and my daughter (see above note) knit me three pair of socks...wonderful, colorful and warm socks. My son made sure I had Israel Houghton's new cd...my older sister borrowed my ladder and hugged me and told me I was important and loved. And my Dad called. OK, he couldn't remember why he called, and when he said "I can't remember..." my husband said "to talk to your daughter?" and Daddy remembered.
By noon on the 4th, my other siblings contacted me to tell me that they really were sorry that I had a birthday on such an inconvenient day for them and wished me well regardless. Perhaps their phraseology wasn't quite that way, but once I heard all they had to do, I really did see that my birthday was not exactly that important in the great scheme of things.
Why am I writing this? Because I am so tired of people telling me how nice I am and generous and giving when they should know that I am petty and selfish and demanding, just like everyone else.
And because I added up the great things about my birthday and they far outnumbered the imagined slights and self-proclaimed martyrdom I can feel better about Sunday.
SO MAGGIE!!! Get over it and move on. There will be other birthdays ... and in retrospect, how much better could they be - because other than gifts, cards, and greetings I also got some "smarts".  Happy days to everyone - they are all special.