When your heart is so heavy and your soul is so weary that your body can only heave in suffocating sadness, He still hears your prayers.

When you’re so overcome with joy that all you can do is put your hand on your heart as the tears fall from your eyes, He still hears your prayers.

When you’re so burdened and anxious that you feel more hopeless than faithful and any attempts at prayer feel more like a wrestling match than a reprieve, He still hears your prayers.

Sometimes prayers have words.

I feel more together and polished when I can recite the right words or compose something beautiful, but the deepest prayers I’ve ever prayed have had no words at all.

There have been many moments that were just me, God, and whatever sea of emotion and truth that flowed around us. It’s been messy and even overwhelming at times, but I’ve never been alone in it.

He’s never left me in the mess, told me to get my stuff together, and suggested I come back later.

Never.

He stayed with me. He waited when I simply couldn’t. There was presence, purpose, and relationship even without the right words.

I just wanted you to know that when you don’t have the words for Him, that’s okay. The Spirit will intercede for you with wordless groans and I know that makes no sense, but I’ve been there and it’s true. How? I don’t know. It just is. I promise.

He’s still there. Even when you don’t have words.

Bonus: If you have words but they aren’t pretty, He’ll hear those prayers, too. He won’t leave you in the mess, friend. He’ll meet you there. He’s strong enough to be with you in the truth and gentle enough to help you through it. Words or no words. Promise.

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