Some things happen and there are no words.
Office politics crack and things change, maybe for always.
Birth moms have rights that do not make sense when the spirit of the law is to protect children.
Children die. Families mourn the gaping hole.
Marriages crumble and shake. Reconciliation requires death and pain for the joy at the other end.
Depression, pain, emptiness open up. She swallows pills and tries to end it all. Only to wake again to the gnawing empty pain.
I sit at my computer and I click at keys. Words flash across the screen, but words cannot fix these things. Words cannot changes destruction caused by wind, mutant cells, sinful people, the letter of the law, disease that swallows even our babies, broken people trying to live life together, or the empty chasm that at times swallows us whole.
No, words are not enough, but the Word-made flesh is. He is able to do immeasurable more than all we ask or imagine. Nothing is impossible for Him. He is our strong tower, our shield, or ever present help in time of need. He knit each of us together and is with us in the depths and dark as well as on the mountaintop.
Here is the truth: He often saves us through the fire, not out of it. Let us lift our requests to Him who is able, to Him who is full of grace and mercy, to Him who loves you more than you love yourself.
Can you think of a time when words were not enough? Let me know how I can pray for you.