Sometimes you can only utter a one or two word prayer to God. That’s okay. He hears them and sees them and acknowledges them just the same. My prayer this week has been this hurts. It hurts it hurts it hurts. I’ve whispered it over and over and over again until the tears stop flowing and I fall asleep. I’ve screamed it over and over and over again while making the drive home from Nashville to Knoxville. I’ve cried it out time and time again over the past week. God doesn’t hear my prayer any different than he did last Tuesday. He still hears it with the same urgency and love and gentleness that he did the first time I cried that it hurts. He still cares the same as he did then. My tears are prayers to him too. Sometimes the words don’t come, but the tears do. And he knows. He knows what they mean. He knows what my heart is crying for. He knows. I don’t have to pray long, eloquent prayers for God to understand my pain. I couldn’t even do that if I wanted to. But God is in the pain with me. All he wants me to do is talk to him. And if all I can muster up is this hurts, then so be it. That is enough. He hears me. He sees me. He cries with me. My two little words are enough for the God of the universe. They are enough. I am enough. I. Am. Enough.
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.
Honestly not sure why I’m sharing this blog post. It’s short and quick and doesn’t have much of a point, but I guess I feel like someone else out there needs to hear that you don’t have to have big fancy prayers to God. Sometimes life really hurts. And sometimes we can barely muster the words to explain what is happening. God doesn’t care what our words are. He cares about us. He wants to hear us. Whether your prayer be please or this hurts or help me or even I’m angry at you, he loves it just the same. Talk to him. Even if it’s one word. Just talk.