What can I do?

It’s hard to believe, but sometimes, I run out of words.  Sometimes no amount of coffee or peanut M&Ms is enough to reboot.  It’s a sure sign that I’ve either been thinking too much or shutting down because my mind is overwhelmed. 

What can I say, Lord?  And the silence says, “pray.”

What can I do, Lord?  And the silence says, “pray.”

Do you ever ask such questions?

What can I do in the face of illness? What can I do with my grief?  Pray.

How can I mend broken fences and repair broken hearts? Pray.

What can I do when the sky goes dark? When I cannot see the stars? Pray.

What can I do when the world’s problems dare to overwhelm, and all is grim? Pray.

How can I release my anger and how do I let go of fear? Pray.

Whatever questions you throw into the atmosphere, it is here you’ll find your answer. Pray.

Likewise, the Spirit helps us in our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we ought, but that very Spirit intercedes with sighs too deep for words.-Romans 8:26