This morning I was looking back through letters and prayers that I’ve written to the Lord. Some of them I will never share with a soul. The gut-wrenching cries that have flowed from my heart to the Throne are to my Savior alone, for He’s the only one who really understands. He listens without judgment. No one can hear or touch me like He does.

So often we cry out to the Lord for forgiveness, His touch, His reassurance, a blessing, or an open door. However, when the answer comes, many times we often forget to PRAISE and THANK HIM!

But today, dear reader, for just a moment, peek into my window. Only because the Lord is leading me to do so, I want you to hear in part, one of those prayers and then the answer to show you just how wonderful my Jesus is.

Sept 4, 2019

“Help me, Lord! I’m drowning in myself to the point I feel as if I’m dying spiritually! My song falls flat even to my own ears! I read your Word every day searching, and yet, I’m still numb.”

“Sing to me Lord and melt my heart. Draw me to Yourself and hold me! Look into my eyes and tell me again that You love me. Search me, I beg of you! Show me my sin and I will repent! Then, forgive me. Hug me so tight that I’ll never forget your touch as I sing and speak to others about Your mercy, Your grace, Your everlasting love that never separates us…….”

As I re-read this plea, the Holy Spirit reminded me of something else that I had written a few weeks AFTER I had cried out.

Oct 9, 2019

I’m an early riser. The Lord will usually wake me around 4:00 am to spend our time together before the world and its distractions start crashing in. Many mornings, without really being conscious of it, I awake with a song being played somewhere in the background of my mind. It’s not one of those annoying times like when you can’t get a song out of your head. This is different. It’s like the song is being sung TO me.

This morning, I awoke to yet another one. It wasn’t blaring, it was a soft soothing whisper that seemed to gradually envelop me. Imagine if you will, Christmas Carolers singing in the distance. You can hear the music, but you can’t quite make out the tune until they get a little closer. The closer they get, the louder they become. By the time they reach your place, you hear the melody’s ringing loud and clear and you can’t help but sing along!

Before my feet hit the floor and the covers are off, I usually tell the Lord good morning and say a little prayer. Today, I heard the song almost immediately. Still, it was so soft I didn’t pay much attention to it. It’s hard to explain, but it was there. As I made my way into the next room, it quickly crescendoed! All of a sudden its beautiful words were filling my soul and I quickly realized that the Lord was singing to me…..reminding me…..

“Jesus loves me this I know
For the Bible tells me so
Little ones to Him belong
They are weak but He is strong.

Yes, Jesus loves me
Yes, Jesus loves me
Yes, Jesus loves me
The Bible tells me so”

When I realized what was happening, I dropped my head, smiled and said, “Lord, I love you too. Thank you for that.” I was overwhelmed by His presence! The Holy Spirit was singing and speaking to me!

Zeph 3:17 says “The Lord your God is in your midst, The Mighty One will save; He will rejoice over you with gladness, He will quiet you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing.” NKJV

There’s a song that says “He still speaks, I know his voice”. John 10:27 says “My sheep hear my voice, I know them, and they follow me”. CSB~ It’s personal. It’s joyous. And, it’s sacred.

Therefore, as long as He allows me and I have the breath to do so,

“I will sing to the Lord as long as I live;
I will sing praise to my God while I have my being

May the meditation be sweet to Him;
I will be glad in the Lord” Psm 104:33-34 NKJV
I pray this for you as well, my friend. He’s right there, right where you are at this very moment. He’s heard your cries. Listen! Can you hear Him?