I received an email today. She wrote: “I’m at a hard place in my life. Yesterday, I went to a small chapel. It was like I was somehow drawn.”
“I knelt there. Silently I cried hesitant tears. My heart was full, but the words I spoke weren’t the reason for my tears.
“I think that my tears were my prayer – I just couldn’t find the words.”
Romans 8:27—“Now He who searches the hearts knows what the mind of the Spirit is, because He makes intercession for the saints according to the will of God.”