As you may have noticed, I haven’t been that great at keeping up with my blog since I’ve gotten home. It’s not because I don’t want to…I just don’t seem to have the words. It’s something that’s been constant lately: not having words. I don’t have words to explain how I’m doing, what I’m feeling, what it’s like to be back… At least not words that can describe what I want them to.
Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. ~ Romans 8:26
I wrote a post earlier this year about how we never have to try and make God understand. This verse reminds me that I don’t even have to understand. When I don’t have the words to pray, the Spirit does it for me. How cool is it that God the Spirit speaks to God the Father on my behalf? And that I have a Father who listens to groanings from my heart. God of the universe desires to have such a relationship with me, that He is willing to listen to my groanings that don’t even make sense. It just blows my mind! But at the moment I’m mostly just thankful; thankful that I can come to my Heavenly Father with groanings and in return He comforts me and continues to be my refuge.
But I will sing of your strength; I will sing aloud of your steadfast love in the morning. For you have been to me a fortress and a refuge in the day of my distress. ~ Psalm 59:16