What Cannot Be Uttered

           When the morning comes and our minds are overflowing with pain and hurts, worries and fears, shame and guilt, judgment and selfishness...we know not how to come to the Lord. We know not how to be honest about what is truly going through our minds and what we are truly feeling in our hearts. And He knows, in these times of being overwhelmed and unable to concentrate, we need his Spirit. Thank you Lord for hearing us and knowing the pain and anguish of our hearts, even when we don"t understand it and can"t explain it to others. You know, and you care. Thank you for healing our broken hearts. (Psalm 147:3) Thank you that you love us, even when we are a mess. Even when we are broken.

 “Likewise also the Spirit helps our frailty; for we know not what to pray for as we ought; but the Spirit itself intercedes for us with groanings which cannot be uttered. And he that searches the heart knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because he makes intercession for the saints according to the will of God” (Rom. 8:26, 27).

"This is the deep mystery of prayer

         ...which words cannot interpret, and which theology cannot explain, but which the humblest believer knows even when he does not understand.

We could not ourselves express it always, and sometimes we do not understand any more than that God is praying in us, for something that needs His touch and that He understands.

And so we can just pour out the fullness of our heart, the burden of our spirit, the sorrow that crushes us, and know that He hears, He loves, He understands, He receives; and He separates from our prayer all that is imperfect, ignorant and wrong, and presents the rest, with the incense of the great High Priest, before the throne on high; and our prayer is heard, accepted and answered in His name. –A. B. Simpson

And then, when pressed with burdens and troubles too complicated to put into words and too mysterious to tell or understand, how sweet it is to fall back into His blessed arms, and just sob out the sorrow that we cannot speak!" Streams in the Desert