Prayer Can Be a Simple,
But Beautiful Thing
"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 with groans that words cannot express." Romans 8:26
When we don’t know what else to do, prayer can be the only thing.
In the past few weeks, we have had a rash of tragedies in our area that have touched us deeply…
One young woman, described as living every day to the fullest, a freshman in college, with all the promise and potential a young vibrant life holds, died after a short illness.
An 18-year-old senior in high school, athlete, mentor, beloved son, brother, friend died in the middle of the night, apparently from a skateboard-related accident.
A teenager, going out for ice cream with her friends, had a serious car accident that’s left her in a coma.
We are grieving for the child’s life that’s been cut short or changed forever. We are grieving for the families who are devastated. We are grieving at the fragility of life.
We are bewildered, fearful. How do people go on? What if it was my child? We want to scoop our children in our arms, gather them close, protect them from all harm.
We don’t know what to do…what to say…how to help…we don’t understand. Why God? How God? Help us God.
And so we gather…we gather in school auditoriums, in churches, in living rooms, at bus stops, on street corners, in cars. We cry, we question, and we pray.
There is comfort in the fellowship. There is relief in community. There is peace in prayer. God inhabits our prayers, makes known His presence, speaks for us and through us, draws near and hears.
We don’t know what to do. We don’t know what to say.
Together, we pray.