Last night I found out that a friend from college lost her baby boy… she was due today. I can’t even put into words how I am feeling, so I can’t imagine the pain and grief they are feeling now. All I want to do is see them, hug them, and cry with them. But all I can really do at this point is pray. The words her best friend wrote about praying for them keep coming back to me. But in those prayers I don’t even know the words to say. I’m speechless. In a time like this I find comfort in Romans 8:26-27:
26 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. 27 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.
I am thankful that the Lord can hear our groans and intercede for us. But as I read the rest of the chapter, it leads me to so many questions. How does this work for God’s good? Why was this predestined to happen? While we might not know on this side of heaven, I have to trust in God and the mystery of His plan. After the questioning I’m thankful for the affirmation we receive at the end of the chapter:
37 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. 38 For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, 39 neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
At this point I pray that they are feeling the overwhelming love of our Father in a time where He might seem absent. I pray that as they grieve they are drawn closer to God, knowing that He is grieving with them. And I pray so many more things that I can’t even form into thoughts and words.