GROWING THROUGH PRAYER (A 'LOVING GOD GREATLY' BIBLE STUDY)
February 19,
2016
Week 6 ~ Day 5
Read: Romans 8:26-27
SOAP: Romans 8:27
S:
“He who searches the hearts knows
what is on the Spirit's mind, because he makes intercession for the holy ones
according to God.”
O&A:
Who searches the hearts? Jeremiah 17:9-10 says, “The heart is
deceitful above all things, and it is exceedingly corrupt: who can know it? I, YHVH, search the heart, I try
the mind, even to give every man according to his ways, according to the fruit
of his doings.”
“The heart is crookedr above
all, and desperately sick – who shall know it?
“I, YHVH, search the heart, I try the
kidneys, and give every man according to his ways, according to the fruit of
his deeds.” (The Scriptures)
As usual, Abba brings things from my life to my
mind as I read His word. Verse 26
mentions ‘groanings that can’t be uttered”, which is understood as ‘groaning,
or a sigh’. Have you ever been so
overwhelmed that you had no words, and could only (sigh)?
Of course I had to go to Noah Webster’s 1828 Dictionary.
SIGH, verb intransitive To inhale a larger
quantity of air than usual and immediately expel it; to suffer a single deep
respiration. He sighed deeply in his spirit.
SIGH, verb transitive
1. To lament; to mourn. Ages to come and men
unborn Shall bless her name and sigh her fate.
2. To express by sighs. The gentle swain-sighs
back her grief.
SIGH, noun A single deep respiration; a long
breath; the inhaling of larger quantity of air than usual, and the sudden
emission of it. This is an effort of nature to dilate the lungs and give vigor
to the circulation of the blood, when the action of the heart and arteries is
languid from grief, depression of spirits, weakness or want of exercise. Hence
sighs are indications of grief of debility.
(Begin story portion of today's edition in 3,2,1...)
A few years ago,
it was discovered that our eldest son has a cyst on his brain. Apparently, it’s been there since birth, but
up until the day he got hit in the head with our metal front door (he was going
out, little brother was coming in – door flies open as he is leaning in to pull
it open – collided with his noggin), we had no reason to take a digital peek at
his brain. That night was one of the
nights that the Ruach/Spirit interceded for me, because I had no words. At all.
We didn’t know if he was going to need surgery, all we knew was there
was something on his brain. (It’s called
an arachnoid cyst, and it’s in the left temporal area of his brain.) He didn’t need surgery, praise YHVH!, although we do have
to monitor it, and him, make sure it doesn’t get bigger, doesn’t start
exhibiting signs or symptoms, etc.
Also a few years
ago, our youngest had his tonsils and adenoids taken out. Standard procedure, they said. Will heal right up, they said. In the recovery room, he looked so pale. I kept asking the nurses about the little
bits of bright blood I was seeing on his pillow, spraying out like a mist when
he coughed. I asked questions about
everything, because he didn’t seem to be doing too well. I was relentless in asking the nurses to
check his throat. They did and said they
would page the Dr. He came in, and
without examining my son, said that a little bit of blood was okay, no need to
worry. I raised my voice a bit and
firmly asked him to look in my son’s throat, and he did, and immediately jumped
into action, calling out orders to get him back in the OR STAT, page
anesthesiology, etc. As soon as he
walked out, my son opened his mouth, and blood started pouring out of his mouth
and nose. He was terrified, and so were
we! He desperately cried out, “I love
you Momma! I love you Daddy and Nate!” (He told me later that he thought he was dying.) And with his blood all over my hands, they
wheeled him out, back to the OR. They
had to pump blood out of his stomach from where it kept draining, because he
had a major bleed going in the back of his throat that was almost not
visible. He was in the OR longer to fix that than he was for the initial 'standard' procedure. I praise our Father, because He
totally orchestrated the way everything came into alignment with the medical and OR team. Again, there were no words. I had no strong prayers, just crying out for
my son. The Ruach/Spirit interceded for
me.
(Story time has come to a close.)
Abba sends the
Spirit, ministers by the Spirit, so of course He knows the mind of the
Spirit. The Spirit can only do these
things according to the will of YHVH.
Sometimes we have NO IDEA what to pray for, or how to pray what is in
our heart, in our mind, in our Spirit.
Sometimes we are so weak physically, emotionally, spiritually, or feel
detached from a situation, or are even so deep in a situation that we can’t see
the past the end of our nose to know what to pray! This is an awesome time (and way) for the
Spirit to intercede for us, to communicate with our Father on our behalf. Maybe it’s just me, but it’s almost like an
auto-drive, if that makes sense..? We
can communicate through our tears, through our cries, through the sighing and
groaning, and let the Spirit speak to Abba while we let it out.
P:
Abba, I thank You
for supplying us with a multitude of ways to communicate with You, to commune
with You, to honor You, to lean on You, and to love You. Thank You for being with me in the good, the
bad, the ugly, and the mucky times, and for loving me into the person I am
today, and the person You will grow me into tomorrow. Thank You for being the same, for not
changing on me as I get to know You.
Help me to be like water, ready to flow where and how You move me. I am so thankful that You are the know-er,
and the try-er of my heart, and not I, so that I wouldn’t be deceived of
myself.
Help me to
remember that I don’t need the perfect words, or put-together thoughts in order
to speak to You or to call on You.
Thank You even
right now! I can’t get what’s in my head
and in my heart out in words, but You know, even if I don’t. Your Ruach haKodesh/Holy Spirit is
interceding for Your children all around the world, even at this moment, and
that is just incredible to me. There is
none like You, and I bless You, my King.
Baruch ata YHVH Eloheinu! I bless
You, YHVH! Melek ha olam! King of the Universe! In Yeshua’s name, Amein!
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