Brave Adventure

Brave Adventure

Monday, August 27, 2012


Romans 8

26 Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. 27 And he who searches hearts knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God. 28 And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose. 29 For those whom he foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, in order that he might be the firstborn among many brothers. 30 And those whom he predestined he also called, and those whom he called he also justified, and those whom he justified he also glorified.

I feel like so often this is true for me. I am just praying rambling. You know? There is so much on my mind that I literally cannot form coherent thoughts to pray. I am worried, I am nervous, I am anxious, I am excited, I am ready, I am hesitant, I am rejoicing, I am scared. Whatever! All of it! One time I read a statistic that said women think approximately 311 words per minute. I told Cal and he said he thinks that I probably think more per minute to make up for the other women who think slowly. I sometimes feel like I am thinking 311 words per second. Does that make sense? While the husb cannot typically think of more than exactly 1 thing at a time, I have so many things going on in my head that when he asks me what I am thinking I say, "nothing" because I cannot form the words. Or sometimes, when he's totally not expecting it (and neither am I), I will quite literally tell him everything I am thinking no matter how random. It's a scary place, my brain. It's sort of like dumping out the trash truck after it's gone through multiple neighbors - odd, eclectic, and having little connection to each other. So I am thankful for the Spirit who lives in me and can sort out my crazy brain in order to help me pray to the Lord, even when what I am feeling is just a groaning... too deep for words. 


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