I can’t remember the first words my kids spoke. I don’t know if that makes me a bad parent or whatever. But I do remember the experience of them talking for the first time. It was awesome. What had only been babble, gurgle, cries, and noise was becoming communication that I could understand. I hung on every incoherent word and became a professional translator for my two year old. After all he was speaking an incoherent language that only my wife and I could understand. It was really special and quite fun at times.
God loves us like that. God hears us like that. He is not overly concerned with whether we get the words right. He is not a cosmic English teacher who is correcting you every time you misspeak.
Psalm 34:18 says, “The Lord is close to the broken hearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” What an amazing truth. Last time I was broken hearted I was not taking time to find the right words to pray. Instead I was pouring my heart out to God. I did not care what words I used, just that he heard them-and according to this verse, he did!
Stop holding yourself back from God. He is ready and waiting to hear your prayer.