My pastor spoke on intercession yesterday at church. How it is bold, daring, brave, and persistent. Those are my words, not sure if they were his. But today as I thought about it, I realize how shallow I go most of the time.
There are prayers that need to be said that we do not want to say. Prayers for walls to be torn down to their foundations, prayers for seams and garments to be ripped apart. Of course we pray for the healing and the mending and the restoration, but there is a time for everything that is fake to be torn down as well so that new walls can be built.
That’s a scary prayer. What if they don’t hang in? What if they give up? What id the pain is too much to handle?
I guess that’s how the spirit helps us. We know things must be said so we try to say them. God help us.