Praying without Words

I am so excited today. My heart which had been heavy over the past few days is filled with joy. Recently, my uncle had an angioplasty done. At the end of the procedure he had a stroke, which happens less than 1% of the time. A lot of people around the world prayed and he kept getting better. The doctors thought it was a miracle because at his age, it was quite a quick recovery. Two days before, we were told that almost everything got better, but he lost his eyesight. When I first heard it, it was like a ton of bricks hitting me. I have always believed one of the hardest things to face is loss of eyesight. Twice before in my life I had a condition where I lost sight from one eye for two days and that was hard. My dad has only vision from one eye and I know he struggles with that. The personal experiences has really made me appreciate just how valuable eyesight is.

I was praying a lot for my uncle throughout the day when I first heard about the stroke, but the eyesight news just got me down. I hardly could pray out loud, but just sat mutely and prayed without words. Anyway, we got the news today that he got 75% of his eyesight back. And they are hoping it will come back fully. What a mighty God we serve!

I have this little poem hanging in my room.

I am not alone...

Sometimes I don't know how to pray. My words come
haltingly and I feel they don't get past the ceiling.
What a comfort
to know that the Spirit of God
is interceding for me even then.
While I may be struggling to pray, he is interceding for me
and telling God things
which cannot be expressed
in words.