words like a love letter.

i don't think i've ever really welled up from reading the bible.
maybe i have, but i don't really remember.
but tonight as i was perusing through romans 8,
tears were in my eyes.

The One who died for us—who was raised to life for us!—is in the presence of God at this very moment sticking up for us.

that last part is what got me.
i don't know if it was just how it was phrased,
but it seems so simple and beautiful.

tonight i found comfort
like i haven't felt in a long time.
even the hardest hearts can be melted.




Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God's Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don't know how or what to pray, it doesn't matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That's why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good.