PRAY WITHOUT CEASING

Dr. W. A. Criswell

1 Thessalonians 5:17

02/23/58

 

            My text: Pray Without Ceasing.  Following immediately the text of this morning: Rejoice Evermore.  And my text followed by, “in everything give thanks.”  Those three little short words, but oh, how full of meaning they are. 

            My text: Pray Without Ceasing.  Look what it follows: Rejoice Evermore.  As though a man would stagger at that commandment to rejoice all the time.  Then Paul appends a reply: "Pray without ceasing."  The way to rejoice evermore is to pray without ceasing: The more rejoicing, the more praying—the more praying, the more rejoicing. 

            As though our prayings opened the channels of our hearts and the sorrows and the sadnesses and the despairs of our lives flowed away and in their stead came the fullness of the Spirit of God.  Rejoice evermore by praying without ceasing.  Then look what follows: "In every thing give thanks."  When rejoicing and praying are married, their first-born child is gratitude.  “In every thing give thanks.”  Isn't that a wonderful trio of texts?  "Rejoice evermore.  Pray without ceasing.  In every thing give thanks." 

            Here we are, borne up between rejoicing all the time, giving thanks all the time, and praying all the time.  And those three: Never-ceasing praise and never-ceasing thanksgiving and never-ceasing prayer, are three pictures that represent the whole Christian life. 

            And they are representative of the life of our Savior in heaven, Who ever lives to pray for us. Truly the union between the vine and the branch is to be found in this never-ceasing prayer.  Our Lord in heaven: praying, saving, keeping to the uttermost.  And His children down here in this earth, united to Him in never-ceasing supplication and intercession. 

            It was the example of our Savior's praying that caused the disciples to ask that He teach them how to pray.  And it is the glorious ever-living presence of our Lord in the sanctuary of heaven that encourages us to be in constant and daily communion with Him in prayerful intercession.  "Rejoice evermore.  Pray without ceasing.  In every thing give thanks." 

            Now, that is, first of all, a wonderful privilege.  The veil is rent in twain: entrance into the mercy seat is wide open.  Come and welcome, any time, any day, any hour.  You can bow your head in prayer any place, any time, any where, upon any occasion. 

            In the story of Queen Esther, when Mordecai encouraged her to go see King Ahasuerus, she replied, "One who enters the presence of the king unbidden, is subject to death, except he extends the golden scepter." 

            To us, the golden scepter is always extended.  Come any day, come any hour, come any time, come any place.  If it is midnight, it's not too late.  If it is at the dawning of the morning, it's not too early.  If it's at mid-day, He is not too busy.  If it's in the evening, He is not too weary.  The temple gates are never closed.  Come and welcome.  God bids us approach the throne of grace boldly.  This is not only a wonderful privilege, it is also a precept, a commandment.  "Pray without ceasing."

We are never to turn aside from this appeal and this commandment and this duty of praying.  Never are we to abandon prayer.  If I cease to breathe, I die.  When I am born into this world, I must breathe to live.  When I am born into the Kingdom of God, I must pray to live.  And when the heavens are brass and prayer seems unanswered, I am to pray unceasing.  And when my heart is cold and there is no interest and no fervor, I am to pray without ceasing.  If the iron is cold, I am to hammer it until it is heated and burning.  If I am puzzled and cannot understand and don't have an explanation, I am to pray without ceasing.  We are never to abandon our supplication.  We are never to despair in our praying. 

            When Elijah said to his servant, "Go look."  And the servant stood on the brow of Mount Carmel, looked out over the Mediterranean Sea, came back and said, "There was nothing." 

            Elijah prayed again and six times the servant came back from his lookout and said, "And there is nothing." 

            And Elijah prayed the seventh time.  And the seventh time the servant came back and said, "I see a cloud the size of a man's hand." 

            And Elijah replied, "There is the sound of abundance of rain." 

            We are never to despair in our praying.  We are to pray without ceasing.  We are to pray about all of the tasks and ministries of our life.  All of it!  All of it!  We are not to give ourselves to activity all the time. 

            It's a wonderful thing to talk about soul winning and visitation and knocking at the door and how little of it we do.  And it's a wonderful thing to prepare the lesson and to teach it and to go down to God's house.  It's a great thing to busy ourselves about the work of the Lord. 

            But we go further on our knees than we do in the swiftest running.  We're to take time out to ask God's blessing upon the work of our hands.  "Except the Lord build the house, they labor in vain that build it.  And except the Lord keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain." 

            We can teach and teach and teach, and nobody ultimately learns.  Preach and preach and preach, and nobody ultimately be saved.  We can come down here and go through the motions and the motions and the motions of worship, and our hearts never be moved toward God. 

            These things are heavenly in origin and they are channeled to us through never ceasing prayer.  We never get beyond it ourselves.  There are virtues to acquire.  There are faults to correct.  There are sins to confess.  There are weaknesses to admit. 

            All through our lives there is that never ceasing need of dependence upon God.  We never quite arrive, never ever.  And the need of these around us who are lost and who are sick and who are dying and who are heathens and who are pagans: this whole world without Christ.  "Pray without ceasing." 

            Now, how would you implement that?  "Pray without ceasing."  God knows we are sensitive to the needs.  How would you do it?  "Pray without ceasing."   All right—this:  All of us—all of us ought to have seasons and times when we are alone.  You can't be close to God and live all of your life and all of your time and all of your hours in the presence of somebody else, in a crowd, in a throng where people are, or even in your family. 

            There is such a thing as public prayer, and we need it, to gather together for prayer.  There's such a thing as family prayer.  There is also such a thing as talking to God in private.  Bear in your soul before the Lord, alone: closet prayer. 

            When the door is shut and nobody knows and nobody sees and everyone of us should have—must have a time to ourselves.  Alone.  If you have a little house—and the houses Jesus knew were little houses.  He never lived in a palace.  The only time He was ever in one was when He was judged by Pontius Pilate.  He called it going into a closet and shutting the door and being by yourself, and talking to the Father Who “seeth in secret and who knoweth all things.”

            Every child of God should have a place of prayer, a time of prayer, where he can be to himself.  That's one of the meanings of that text. 

            "Well," you say, "that's not praying without ceasing."   That's the way we use the word. 

            When I go down Akard Street, there's a blind fella there and he sells pencils.  And I can say that fella is on the street all the time selling pencils.  Well, I don't mean that every day and every night and all the twenty-four hours of every day and night.  He's there all the time selling pencils.  That is, at stated intervals, you'll find him there selling pencils—a blind man. 

            That's the way this text partly means.  “Praying without ceasing.”  There is a place and a time, all the time, every time.  When it comes around, there you are, alone with God.  And you'll never find gratefulness of soul and great witness of Christian life if you do not have a place to yourself.  Even your husband doesn't hear what you say to God, or your wife doesn't hear what you say to God, or your family, or friends.  Nobody knows.  It's you and God—a place for you.         

            Then there is the sainted time when family devotions are held.  That's the hardest thing in this earth that I know of.  The temple of our life is so ragged and jagged.  It is almost impossible it seems, for a modern family to be like those country families that I knew as a boy and a young preacher. 

            So many of those godly country people, when the evening came and the chores were done and the day's tasks were finished, after the supper would gather around and the father would read out of the Bible and they would all kneel and have a prayer. 

            We have lost something of the virility of our Christian message and the strength of the Christian church in the passing away of that evening family altar.  Just once in a while, will you ever see it anymore.  But there needs to be—there ought to be a prayer in which all of the family shares, and if possible, each member of the family praying. 

            How we need to be reminded—all of us!  How we need to be encouraged in this thing.  These sermons need to be preached every hour on God's day.  Praying.  Praying in a family circle.        

            I read this week—and I have forgotten the man's name, sitting here I was trying to think of the man's name.  He was made the Lord Mayor of London: a very famous man.  And upon the night of the banquet when they celebrated his appointment, when the hour came for family devotion, that great, good man dismissed himself from the beautiful occasion, said he had a most important engagement to keep.  He slipped away, conducted family devotion, and came back into the scintillating company and the brilliant feast.  Why, he's one in a million!  But if God had people like that, I don't know what God could do with them. 

            Then it refers also to our lives being all given up in the spirit of prayer and intercession.  By that I mean this:  We can pray while our hands are busy.  Washing dishes, sweeping out the house, punching a typewriter, riding to town, coming back from work, selling goods over the counter, poring over these law books, out into the real estate world.  All through the day we can breathe a prayer. 

            All these things that we can ask God for in behalf of our church, in behalf of revival appeal, in behalf of the services, in behalf of the laws, in behalf of home and family, in behalf of the pastor, in behalf of the work of God in the earth, in behalf of our hospital, our schools, our mission fields, our missionaries. 

            How many times in the course of a day, while our hands are busy, can we ask God's blessings?  Praying without ceasing.  Our whole life's a continuous intercession. 

            I have tried this thing.  There are people who provoke me.  And that is a very mild word.  They get under my skin.  They get in my hair.  They greatly upset me.  Some of them are dumb, and they can't ever learn.  Some of them are lazy, and they can't ever do.  Some of them are stupid, and what they do they don't do right and a thousand things. 

            And then there's people you dislike.  You just don't like the way they do.  And then there are people who stand in the way.  And a thousand things that all of us know.  Well, I have tried it, and it works beyond anything, any magic you could ever discover.  You pray and ask God to bless and to sanctify and to help and to be good to somebody who provokes you or stands in the way or otherwise makes you unhappy or you don't like them.  Pray and see if the next time you meet them there's not a soft glow: a blessedness of understanding and fellowship.  There is something between you that is sweet and good when you pray. 

            For example, "God, take it out of my life, to say things that are cutting and bitter and highly critical and damaging.  When I see the fella that I've talked about and against, when I stand in his presence he may be worthy of every cutting thing I could say about him or he may be in error and I can easily point out such fault and such failure." 

            And yet, when I expatiate upon it and talk about it, then when I stand in his presence, there is a wall.  There is a breaking.  There is a something in between.  And my own heart and my own hand and my own life are weaker because of what I've said and the spirit I've had in my heart. 

            I can turn that thing around gloriously.  I can pray.  I can ask God's blessings upon—I can ask God to direct and forgive and overlook and be good to.  And then when I stand in his presence, I stand ten feet tall.  I stand strong and able.  I stand mighty in the Lord. 

            There's hardly anyone that in prayer you cannot work with, hardly anyone.  There comes to the praying soul a certain turn of voice; a certain gesture of the hand; a certain look in the face and the eye; a certain way that you couldn't describe.  But it has in it the gentleness of Jesus, and the wonder of the dissolving of heaven. 

            May I ask you to try it?  Pick out somebody that you don't like.  Pick out somebody that seems to provoke you or stand in the way.  Pick out somebody that you have cause to dislike.  Pray for them, and ask God's blessings upon them and His direction in their lives and His goodness to them.  Try it and see if there is not a new sun in the sky that shines and a new heart in your soul that responds.  Try it.  There's nothing in this world that will work like praying. 

            Praying!  Praying!  Infinite patience comes to you when you pray for the people with whom you work and with whom you have to do.  "Pray without ceasing." 

            Now, look at this:  In the parable of the importunate widow, she went to the unjust judge and bothered him and bothered him and bothered him until he was so weary of her he said, "I'll do what this woman wants just to get rid of her." 

            And He says that's the way we ought to be in prayer.  Well, that widow was after one blessing—one blessing. 

            Now, the story of the friend at midnight:  He came and wanted some bread for a guest who'd come at midnight.  And he had nothing to lay before him.  And he went to his friend's house and knocked at the door.  And the fella stuck his head out from the loft up there and said, "Who's that bothering me?" 

            And the man said, "I've got a friend and he's hungry.  I don't have anything to eat.  And I've come to borrow a loaf of bread."      

            And the man said, "Listen, I am in bed.  And my children and my family are all asleep.  Go away."  And he slams the window up there. 

            And the fellow keeps on aknocking and the fellow up there in that loft, he says, "If I don't go down and give that fellow bread, he'll keep me awake all night long."  And he comes down and gives him everything he wants. 

            And Jesus said that's the way we ought to be in prayer.  Well, that's an importunate illustration for one thing—one thing.  What this appeal directed to us, made to us with the Apostle Paul is that our whole lives are to be importune.  Our whole lives are to flow toward God.  We are to pray without ceasing: a constant appeal to heaven in behalf of this work and our lives and these tasks.  "Pray without ceasing." 

            Now, how would you do that?  How would you implement it?  May I make some observations?  One, you don't need your voice to say it.  You don't need words to pronounce it. 

            I suppose that the greatest prayer in your life will be one that you couldn't put in syllable and in sentence—praying, agonizing, groaning—you couldn't say it. 

            I remember reading here in the Bible: The Lord said to Moses, "Moses, why criest thou unto Me?" 

            And yet, it is not recorded that Moses said anything to the Lord.  He hadn't said a syllable.  He hadn't uttered a sentence. 

            And yet, God says to Moses, "Why criest thou unto Me?" 

            I remember reading here in the Bible where it described Hannah.  And she was there in the Lord's house.  And she was praying for a great burden on her heart.  And Eli looked at her and he said to her, "Woman, put away thy wine and be no longer drunken."  For it says that when Hannah prayed, she didn't say anything.  No words came out of her mouth, but she prayed in her heart.  And when old Eli looked at her and saw her there, and saw her there, and thought she was drunken—“Put away your wine." 

            And she replied, "Thy handmaiden is not drunken with wine, but I have a great burden on my heart." 

            You listen to me:  One earnest groan in the soul is worth a thousand litanies, however beautifully they are said or read.  And one breathing of the soul upward to God is worth a thousand collects.  By that you could understand, I don't believe in revolt prayers.  Just say it to God in the language of the heart and of the spirit and of the soul. 

            In my humble persuasion there are thousands and thousands of people who gather every Lord's Day and read those prayers.  And go through those collects.  And make responses in those litanies.  And they are words and syllables.  Beautiful—I know!  Expressive—I know!  But that's not praying.  Praying is of the heart.  It's of the soul.  It's not of the voice, nor is it of beautiful sentence. 

            When they dedicated Bunker Hill, Joseph Parker was there to lead the prayer of dedication, and it was and—wait a minute.   It was Theodore Parker, Theodore Parker was there to lead the dedication.  And he said the prayer beautifully, and eloquently, magnificently. 

            And the newspaper author, in writing it up in the Boston paper, said it was the most eloquent prayer ever addressed to a Boston audience.  And never felt that he'd said anything or written anything wrong.  The most eloquent prayer ever addressed to a Boston audience.  Do you see anything wrong with that?  “Beautifully said.  Every sentence balanced.  Fine address.  Glorious salutations.”  But words and sentence and language!  Real prayer of the heart and of the soul, and I say one groan in the spirit is worth a thousand sets.  And one thirsting after God is worth a whole book of them.  Praying without ceasing.

            Now, I can go on with that.  You don't need your voice.  You can pray in your heart.  You don't have to have a place.  Any place is a good place.  A kitchen corner is just as good as the most magnificent cathedral. 

            Any time is a good time.  While you're working over the sink, while you're busy about the duties of the house, while you're on the way to work or back away from work.  Any time is a good time: early or late, any hour.  The door is open.  We're not bound in our praying to any stated habit, any stated way, any stated time, or any stated place.  The only reason for having our everyday prayer meeting all day Saturday is on account of God's Day, Sunday. 

            We could have that prayer just as well on Tuesday or Wednesday or Thursday as we could on Saturday.  The only reason for having it on Saturday is to get us ready to ask God to bless us on Sunday on the Lord's Day.  Anywhere, any time, any place in any language is a great time and a great place and a great hour for supplication.  I must close.  "Pray without ceasing." 

            We're to pray in faith.  We're to pray in love.  We're to pray in humility.  God recounts your virtues.  Not to Him Who knows all about us.  Like the Pharisee's who commended himself to God.  “Look what I do.”  But the publican who beat on his breast and wouldn't so much as lift up his face to God.  He, God heard.  And it was he that God justified. 

            In humility, we—who are but dust and ashes—we have taken upon ourselves to speak unto Thee, O God.  And I cannot emphasize too much, that is for me that this old buddy-buddy stuff with God and this Pal, O Pal, stuff with Jesus.  I don't think any soul that ever approached God and got close to God ever felt that way about it.  We, who are but dust and ashes, we have taken upon ourselves to speak unto Thee, oh, thou judge of the earth, humble, on our knees, on our face.  And if not in actual posture, then in spirit.  Praying to God. 

            While we sing this invitation hymn, somebody you, give his heart to Jesus.  A family you, put your life in the church.  However God shall open the door and say the word, would you come tonight and stand by me?  A prayer to Jesus will open the impossible. 

            "I don't see how I could follow the Lord.  I don't see how I could take Jesus as my Savior tonight.  With all that I have against me and with so much to settle first, I couldn't come down that aisle."  Yes!  You can! 

            Ask Jesus to help you.  Don't try to solve the problem and then come.  Come and ask Him to help you solve the problem and He'll see you through.  Just a prayer; just a looking up; just an asking Jesus—He'll open the door.  He'll lead in the way.  He'll make a miracle come to pass, if you'll just ask Him. 

            Why don't you try it?  Why don't you try it?  Sometime, someday, we must meet God.  That's why we must have a Savior and an Advocate, and that Savior is Jesus.  Would you try it?

Down that stairwell, from side to side, into this aisle and down here to the front: "Here I am, Preacher, and here I come.  I'll take Jesus at His word.  If I ask Him, He'll help me.  If I confess to Him, He'll forgive me.  If I lay myself in His hands, He will direct my ways."  Try it and see. 

            There is heaven for the asking.  There's all of glory for the heaven.  And just to be humble before the Lord and to ask for His help and for His forgiveness and for His salvation is to receive it and have it forever.  He'll not take away what He has promised.  He'll not give and call it back.  It is yours for the asking.  It is yours for the having.  It is yours forever.  Would you take it?  Graciously.  Humbly.  Believingly.  Lovingly. 

            "Lord, I lift up my hands.  Fill them.  My heart.  Fill it.  My life and soul."  Try it and see.  However God shall say the word and open the way.  While we sing this song, would you come?  While we stand, and while we sing.

 

 

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