When you don’t know how to pray. . .
Tears can be prayers, dripping from a bruised and
smoldering heart, silent messages collected in His bottle. He knows the
language of tears.
Groans can be prayers, too deep for words, yet the Spirit
sighs along with you, and He knows the mind of God, the will of God, and
intercedes for His purpose. He doesn’t need words to know your heart.
Drops of blood can be prayers, the stress and the
sacrifice, laid on the altar before the Priest who ever lives and pleads for
you. Because of His pain, yours is lifted to the Father in perfect
intercession.
When you don’t know how to pray, there is One who does,
One who is praying right along with you. You can have peace that surpasses
understanding, knowing it is not your words and your work that matter, but His
Word and His Work.
When you don’t know how to pray, pray past the how and into the Who – He hears.
~lg
Amen.
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