The following came from my daily devotional (Streams in the Desert) and it really spoke to me. I hope it speaks to you:<p>"And in the same way the Spirit is a help to our feeble hearts: for we are not able to make prayer to God in the right way; but the Spirit puts our desires into words which are not in our power to say; And he who is the searcher of hearts has knowledge of the mind of the Spirit, because he is making prayers for the saints in agreement with the mind of God. (Rom. 8:26, 27). <p>This is the deep mystery of prayer. This is the delicate divine mechanism which words cannot interpret, and which theology cannot explain, but which the humblest believer knows even when he does not understand. <p>Oh, the burdens that we love to bear and cannot understand! Oh, the inarticulate out-reachings of our hearts for things we cannot comprehend! And yet we know they are an echo from the throne and a whisper from the heart of God. It is often a groan rather than a song, a burden rather than a buoyant wing. But it is a blessed burden, and it is a groan whose undertone is praise and unutterable joy. It is "a groaning which cannot be uttered." 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. <p>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. <p>It is not necessary to be always speaking to God or always hearing from God, to have communion with Him; there is an inarticulate fellowship more sweet than words. The little child can sit all day long beside its busy mother and, although few words are spoken on either side, and both are busy, the one at his absorbing play, the other at her engrossing work, yet both are in perfect fellowship. He knows that she is there, and she knows that he is all right. So the saint and the Saviour can go on for hours in the silent fellowship of love, and he be busy about the most common things, and yet conscious that every little thing he does is touched with the complexion of His presence, and the sense of His approval and blessing. <p>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! <p>Aloha,
Ms.O

I like this..thanks for sharing..<p>Dear Heavenly Father, Thank You so much
for being here for us, when nobody else
seems to be around,or care..Thank for
Your words of wisdom, that bring comfort
when we really need it.<p>Thank you for loving us when it seems nobody
else does..as said in Your word Lord,<p>"For thy maker is thine husband; The Lord
of Hosts is His name; and Thy Redeemer The
Holy One of Isreal; The God of the WHOLE
Earth Shall He be called.For the Lord hath
called thee as woman forsaken and grieved in
Spirit, and a wife of youth,when thou wast refused, saith thy God. For a small moment
I have forsaken thee; but with Great Mercies
Will I gather thee. <p>"Cast me not away from thy presence; and take
not thy holy spirit from me. Restore unto me
the Joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with
thy spirit".<p>Lord, sometimes, it feels as if these moments
last forever, and Lord, as I ask that you will
comfort today all who read this..and help us
to understand that moment, is to help us see how much we really need You..<p>Thank you Lord, In Jesus Precious Name we pray..
Amen..