And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord's people. – Ephesians 6:18 (NIV)
Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. – Philippians 4:6 (NIV)
Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful. – Colossians 4:2
I don’t have words to say sometimes… In my prayers…Just like this morning as my husband took my warm hands. Warmed up after holding a cup of brewed coffee. He led. As usual. Often times, I uttered softly and joined his petitions and thanks. But not this morning. I was quiet and my spirit just listened. My husband was already done. But I still held his hands. Tight..Not letting go. Though I was quiet. And didn’t have any word to say or pray. But my heart was hungry to bring up a lot of things. Going on all around me. All around us. In this evil and trying times. How true! That “the Spirit helps us in our weakness that He intercedes for us through wordless groans though we don’t know what to pray for…” (Romans 8:26)
My husband understood and didn’t complain why I kept his hands locked in mine. He knew we were both in a battle at that moment. Wrestling but at the same time, knowing well that our victory always come from depending on God.
I heard his mumble…Under his breath…Soft spoken words he always uttered everyday…
“Lord, help us stand up for what is right…”
Words that are easy to say but hard to put in actions. Especially in all of the affairs happening in this world. All the lies masked in truths. What are we to believe? No! We can’t be deceived. We shouldn’t be deceived…for His Word is the Truth! And that’s what He gave to those who believe in Him. The sWORD…We have It in our hands to use as our weapon.
Fiery darts may be thrown at us. But we will stand. Because of His plate of righteousness. Held tightly in our spirits with His belt of truth. God indeed had provided His weapons we can use to remain standing and be victors…
I opened the door as my husband and I hugged and said our goodbyes for this day. Another day…I could feel the draft from behind me as I just opened the patio door to air out the house. Then I found myself continuing to mumble in prayers… For the battle started since I fell on my knees and died on that spot that day in repentance…Against my own choices and desires and against the attacks of the enemies of my soul…
“Lord, just help us…to choose which door to open and close. The doors in our hearts…Lead us into Your truth…”
“Only Your Spirit calms my fears and strengthens me to help me endure. Only Your Spirit searches my heart’s core and sees what’s in my mind. Help me to be renewed daily and do what You willed for me.”
I may not have words to pray... I may not know what to pray for...But one thing is for sure... God hears and is always listening. Wherever I am...Whatever I am going through...