I’m not going to write very much today…I just don’t have it in me to, really.
Today was hard. Brutal hard. My back, after months without severe injury or pain, took a “revisit” to a most agonizing place.
I’d like to think I’ve handled it better than in times past, and in many ways, I think I have…but I know in so many other ways still, I’ve many miles yet to complete in what God is trying to form within me.
One thing before I go: As I realized with dread what had happened, I immediately began to pray…but I did not pray very well. It was rushed; my words were all jumbled together, and I’m pretty sure I just said the same thing over again.
Once the shock of my situation had settled, I remember thinking, “Man, I wish I had gone to God better.” I was disappointed…but just as quickly as I had begun to dwell on it, this came to mind:
“In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness.
We do not know what we ought to pray for,
but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans.”
Romans 8:26 NIV
See, I really didn’t do it wrong. God wants us to trust Him…to go to Him.
I did that today, even though I likely spoke gibberish. I went to Him and, in response, He took care of the rest.
What have you been waiting to go to God about? Are you worried you won’t find the right words?
Just like me, if you go to Him, He will most certainly take care of the rest.
Praise You, Lord, for Your everlasting kindness. Thank You, Holy Spirit, for praying on my behalf when I just did not know how to. I love You, Father. Thank You for working Your good through an otherwise intolerable situation. In Jesus’ most precious name. Amen.