I Cry… And HE Hears
...for on the other side of the valley may be the highest mountaintop yet.
...for on the other side of the valley may be the highest mountaintop yet.
It was there, in the dark, wide awake, that she felt her Heavenly Father’s hands comfort her. It was there that she had her first real personal encounter with Jesus.
This prayer conveys a transparent, raw view of the Christian life, a lamb in need of a shepherd, a constant battle with an enemy stirring up the past and tossing our failures before us, a cry out to God, a longing to please our Creator… a child running into the arms of the Father.
Just as the prodigal son returned to a forgiving father with arms open wide, overcome with joy that his child was home, our Heavenly Father is waiting with loving hands to embrace us.
Sometimes our problems can make us feel so small.
Even when we are at a loss for words and do not know what to pray for, He hears the cries of our innermost being.
Those chains that would have bound us into forever darkness and eternal punishment have been broken, and we are free.
I had this vivid image of a sickly, elderly, hopeless man tormented by his loss and abandoned by all those he loved and trusted. But then my eyes fell on ...
Have you ever felt alone… completely alone… the kind of alone where your own voice echoes in your head?
This week, I continued my Bible study in the book of Acts, and I want to share something in particular that stood out to me...