Bless me, Lord, as this day ends. Bless my family and my friends. Keep me safe all through the night. Wake me with the dawn of light.
- submitted by Shirley Szpond
I’ve had a week straight out of Romans 8:26: “We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans.” There are times the heart hurts so much it is mute.
Even so, I can still offer God what I have: my tears.
I can ask him to use my tears to water the seed of my faith, so that I grow closer to Christ instead of drawing away.
I can ask him to use my tears for good: to wash away someone else’s suffering.
I can ask him to unite my tears to those that Jesus cried (John 11:25), to make me more like him.
And finally, when suffering silences me, I can trust that the Lord will ask others to pray for me and my family and all who are hurting.
Do take a moment each day to pray for those who cannot pray. It’s a little thing, but it may be the very thing they need.
Julia Attaway is a freelance writer, homeschooler and mother of five. She is the editor of Daily Guideposts: Your First Year of Motherhood, a book of devotions for first-time moms. She lives in New York.