Have you ever had moments in your life when you're so taken back you don't even know what to pray? Or maybe you CAN'T pray. You've been knocked down so hard that you don't have what it takes to utter a simple word. Have you been there? Are you there now?
I have had several times I've been there but there is one particular time that I had nothing. My insides shook at the mere utterance of a simple word. Someone very dear to me was going through something I had absolutely no control over. And although I knew they would be ok, what they had already endured, seen, and gone through was done. There was no rewinding time to take it away; and that was almost more than I could bear.
Every night when everyone was tucked away in their beds and it was just me and the Lord, I would get out my Bible and sit by our fire place. I would just sit by my Bible. I knew it was living and I knew it's power, so I just sat with it. Sometimes I would open it up and gaze at the pages. Other times I would lay my head on it and cry.
My friend, it was in those moments when the Lord was carrying me. Like the great poem "Footprints in the Sand"; He was carrying me in His arms. I had absolutely no emotional, mental, or spiritual strength to utter even a short prayer. All I could do was lay in His arms and cry.
I remembered a verse in the Bible that tells of how in moments like those the Spirit intercedes for us. Romans the eighth chapter, the twenty-sixth verse says "Likewise the Spirit also helps in our weaknesses. For we do not know what we should pray for as we ought, but the Spirit Himself makes intercession for us with groaning's which cannot be uttered." (NKJV)
I relied on that verse for a period of time; knowing the faithfulness of our Lord, it was all I had to lean on. My hurt was too deep for any person in my life to even attempt to try and help. There were emotions I didn't even know existed. And that's when I literally laid it at the foot of my Jesus to carry.
The anger I felt was hotter than anything you could imagine. It was going to burn me alive if I didn't allow the Holy Spirit to intervene in helping me let it go. For I was on the verge of hatred, like I'd never felt before.
The worry I felt was so heavy that my strength was all but gone. I had to turn it over to the Lord, for if I didn't I knew I would fall beneath the burden.
I was overtaken by a hurricane of emotions and all I could do was rest at the foot of my savior; my entire being was being tossed and beaten.
My sister, if you are in the midst of a hurricane, I plead with you to lay it at His feet. It is for this very reason Christ suffered. He bore all iniquity to bear our burden. Give it to Him today and rest in the arms of Almighty God as He calms your storm.
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