I found myself so overcome with joy this week that I was too weak to pray.
My thoughts went to the teaching in Romans where we learn that the Holy Spirit helps us. It says that the Spirit intercedes for us in our weakness with groans that words cannot express. I looked at that scripture in Romans 8:26 to see if there would be a way to relate the weakness referenced there to joy. I didn’t find anything that would give me freedom to make this application. The context is weakness due to unrealized hope.
Yet, I found myself weakened by joy. I was watching God break through bondages that have been resistant for decades. I was hearing answers to prayers that had been prayed for so long that they were at risk of being repeated without faith.
I would have expected myself to break into unfettered worship. But all I could do was lay my head on Jesus lap. And, there, I found the Holy Spirit praying for me in groans that words cannot express.
I recognized that I had a front row seat watching God be God.
The rambling of this blog evidences that I am still in awe. I am going to post this as it is. I stand in awe of God and I never want to grow out of it.
My faith through aging eyes has been strengthened as I have been weakened by joy.