Sometimes Words Are Hard To Find
Sometimes we savor sweet moments with words. I love to journal my thoughts - not to forget them - but to have a duly noted log of something that was important to m e. It is sometimes uncomfortably interesting to refer to previously written words - but other times it is rather refreshing to shee how far I have grown. Other times, a moment to be remembered or savored is represented by the need to just close your eyes. A kiss from someone special to you for instance. Days, weeks and months later - you can close your eyes at any time and place and return to the moment that you shared an intimate moment and felt the butterflies - again. How about being the guest of honor at a "surprise Party" - the guest of honor is ushered into a space where "others" are patiently awaiting - for the incredible moment where everyone can shout "SURPRISE". How about blowing out candles on your birthday cake - "close your eyes and make a wish".... get what I am trying to say?
Some events in life defy words, though. To receive an unexpected expression of love can just take your breath away and render you speechless.A single rose - "just because". A card purposefully placed on your pillow to remind you that you are loved. Perhaps a glance in your direction from someone on the opposite side of the room - but you KNEW that directed stare was precisely for you. You know you are not "shy" - but all of a sudden words escape you and you are smitten by moments like these. I know I am.
On the reverse side of this kind of emotional bliss and heartfelt indulgence of enjoyable recollection of past events - it would be unavoidable to consider the perils of life that throw us off guard. Loss of a family member will do it to you. I mean, render you speechless and numb. A plethora of emotions and a displaced state of being. Seems no words are sufficient when trying to "pick up the pieces" when trying to balance memories against the acceptance of the loss. I mean, what can you say?
Likewise is the case when we pray. It is not uncommon to approach the Throne of God with a laundry list of "needs" and the words just flow. The "I want" - "I need" - "I sure would like" list can be enormous and in this vane - words are easy. What about those times when you get on your knees and all you can do is cry. If you have not been there yet - I assure you - one day you will. It is almost like a right of passage. To whom much is given, much is required.
There are times I get on my knees and just have to remind myself that my tears are kept in a vial in Heaven and God interprets my liquid prayers in Heaven. There are times when I wanna petition God with a request and are overtaken with a flood of tears. Not in all cases are these tears a product of pain or a lack of satisfaction with life - it simple put - sometimes I just weep. I've called it a "cleansing" of my soul. For the times I held my peace and let the Lord fight the battle - yeah, I feel defeated - but the issue is now at the feet of Jesus. The tears become my release to The Master.
I caution you to not desire to "pray like someone else". You may NEVER know what season they had to endure to produce a harvest of words. Others - unfortunately "USE" words for evil intent - it is prudent to just say in your own lane.
Enter into His gates with THANKSGIVING - and enter into HIS courts with Praise. How often are we mindful to just say "thank You" - with no other agenda in mind - except to be grateful!
From a woman who loves pose and a relative command of the English language - it is "free-ing" sometimes to lose myself in His Presence - WITHOUT the multiplicity of words.
I humbly bow in the Presence of the Greater One.
Some events in life defy words, though. To receive an unexpected expression of love can just take your breath away and render you speechless.A single rose - "just because". A card purposefully placed on your pillow to remind you that you are loved. Perhaps a glance in your direction from someone on the opposite side of the room - but you KNEW that directed stare was precisely for you. You know you are not "shy" - but all of a sudden words escape you and you are smitten by moments like these. I know I am.
On the reverse side of this kind of emotional bliss and heartfelt indulgence of enjoyable recollection of past events - it would be unavoidable to consider the perils of life that throw us off guard. Loss of a family member will do it to you. I mean, render you speechless and numb. A plethora of emotions and a displaced state of being. Seems no words are sufficient when trying to "pick up the pieces" when trying to balance memories against the acceptance of the loss. I mean, what can you say?
Likewise is the case when we pray. It is not uncommon to approach the Throne of God with a laundry list of "needs" and the words just flow. The "I want" - "I need" - "I sure would like" list can be enormous and in this vane - words are easy. What about those times when you get on your knees and all you can do is cry. If you have not been there yet - I assure you - one day you will. It is almost like a right of passage. To whom much is given, much is required.
There are times I get on my knees and just have to remind myself that my tears are kept in a vial in Heaven and God interprets my liquid prayers in Heaven. There are times when I wanna petition God with a request and are overtaken with a flood of tears. Not in all cases are these tears a product of pain or a lack of satisfaction with life - it simple put - sometimes I just weep. I've called it a "cleansing" of my soul. For the times I held my peace and let the Lord fight the battle - yeah, I feel defeated - but the issue is now at the feet of Jesus. The tears become my release to The Master.
I caution you to not desire to "pray like someone else". You may NEVER know what season they had to endure to produce a harvest of words. Others - unfortunately "USE" words for evil intent - it is prudent to just say in your own lane.
Enter into His gates with THANKSGIVING - and enter into HIS courts with Praise. How often are we mindful to just say "thank You" - with no other agenda in mind - except to be grateful!
From a woman who loves pose and a relative command of the English language - it is "free-ing" sometimes to lose myself in His Presence - WITHOUT the multiplicity of words.
I humbly bow in the Presence of the Greater One.
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