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We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the first fruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption to sonship, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what they already have? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.
In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God.
-- Romans 8: 22-27 NIV
Prayer #324: Wordless Groans
You think me deaf, but I am fluent in your unlanguage.
I catch your sighs and laments on the wind, sense the tension in your jaws, hear the smooth glide of tears past your snuffling noses.
And I answer you in the same unlanguage: It doesn't have to be this way. Not with all I've given you.
You, I give patience. You, I give eloquence. You, I give energy; you, authority; you, insight. My gifts are creative and boundless, unique to the receiver in how they are reflected and shared. Between all of you -- the billions of you -- I have given you exactly what you need, and all I ask is that you deploy it. No thank-you note needed. The gratitude will show through the use. Go forth and do.