Psalm 126: 6 He who goes out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with him.
The psalmist knew something about praying through tears. The people of God had been in captivity for a long time and restoration was overwhelming. It was almost like it would never come. But now they had returned home and he encourages his listeners that pouring out our sorrow in prayer to God produces a wonderful crop.
Just this Sunday I encouraged one of our ladies with this verse. I am a product of my Nana prayers. These were no ordinary prayers. I can still hear and see my Nana as she cried out to God. It was a deep roaring cry from the depths of her soul. She had a burden that no one could comfort but the Lord Himself. She planted that seed of salvation and cried over it for her children and grandchildren.
There are things in this life that will bring us to our knees and rip out our hearts.
Through it all, we have a promise that if we bring this deep heart wrenching prayer to God that He will bring about something good. The thing is this; we are not always the ones who see the harvest. My Nana did not see all her children serving the Lord before she died. However, God is faithful and those she prayed so hard for are serving the Lord. We have a few who are struggling, but now there is a new praying mother(Auntie Gwen) who weeps for her children and her harvest will bring a celebration.
Lord, I thank you for my Nana. I miss her very much. I am glad to have had an example of a very human woman that despite her humanness her prayers moved heaven and changed our lives. I pray that I would pray from the depths of my soul as well. Amen.
The psalmist knew something about praying through tears. The people of God had been in captivity for a long time and restoration was overwhelming. It was almost like it would never come. But now they had returned home and he encourages his listeners that pouring out our sorrow in prayer to God produces a wonderful crop.
Just this Sunday I encouraged one of our ladies with this verse. I am a product of my Nana prayers. These were no ordinary prayers. I can still hear and see my Nana as she cried out to God. It was a deep roaring cry from the depths of her soul. She had a burden that no one could comfort but the Lord Himself. She planted that seed of salvation and cried over it for her children and grandchildren.
There are things in this life that will bring us to our knees and rip out our hearts.
Through it all, we have a promise that if we bring this deep heart wrenching prayer to God that He will bring about something good. The thing is this; we are not always the ones who see the harvest. My Nana did not see all her children serving the Lord before she died. However, God is faithful and those she prayed so hard for are serving the Lord. We have a few who are struggling, but now there is a new praying mother(Auntie Gwen) who weeps for her children and her harvest will bring a celebration.
Lord, I thank you for my Nana. I miss her very much. I am glad to have had an example of a very human woman that despite her humanness her prayers moved heaven and changed our lives. I pray that I would pray from the depths of my soul as well. Amen.
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