She used sign language for a song this morning in recovery. And everyone wept. Another girl sang too, along with two others. And everyone, some sixty of us joined in singing, too, as the room becoming a river of tears as our hearts praised God, and we worshiped.
A new girl shared how the Lord has broken down the hardness she’s built around herself. How He’s piercing her heart with love. How He’s given her hope. And how foreign it feels to her, but oh-so, comforting. And she wept.
Another praised God for using this time in recovery to ground her, to guide her; even as she struggles with news from home.
Another told of how her visit with family brought joy, and how her toddler ran to her, jumping into her lap.
Sobbing Takes Over
As we continued in praise and prayer, one of my girls drew me in, her weeping turned to sobs, her shoulders shaking. Then, she bounded from her chair, almost running from the dining room. I wanted to get her. To chase after her. To check on her. But I knew the service was in place, and I trusted God to speak to her and to use the moment.
And then, returning to the room, minutes later, my weeping-friend escorted yet, another sobbing girl. It turned out the second girl had heard from a doctor, and he used the word: tumor.
In seconds, we gathered around her to pray, and I held this girl close while she wept. While we lifted her to God, while we sought His comfort and healing. And afterward, she retreated to her bed, leaving the service, but praised God for prayer and such caring friends!
Bearing One Another’s Burdens
As I write this, after knowing we drew near to God this morning, I’m thankful for the sensitivity of a sweet-sobbing girl in the service. Who courageously sought prayer for another!
The Word tells me, “Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28–30)
And John 14:27 says, “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.”
May we be like deer who pant for flowing streams, (Psalm 42) our souls panting for the Lord with a thirst that only He can quench, for He is the living God!
His sign language of love was given on the old rugged cross, where I pray we cling. So, who can you pray for tonight? Maybe we can start with someone who needs healing, or grace, or maybe … just maybe, it’s our own hard shells.
Maybe we should pray for Christ to break down those walls that keep us from being sensitive to the needs of others. Because I’d love to be more like the girl in service. She responded with love, went out, and brought the suffering girl to Jesus for prayer!