“The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; he delivers them from all their troubles” (Psalm 34:17).
God always hears our cries to Him. He misses nothing. Many pray fervently, but so few wait to hear Him speak in return. He has so much to impart. His love. His truth. His encouragement. His direction. His deliverance. He wishes to speak to us in response, but we are so battered or torn or desperate, that we do not hear His words. We have prayed the pain in our hearts, but have not known the release of His presence. We have not left our burdens with Him, and in our pain-filled lives, His Words in return to our pleas have fallen on our deafened ears (Philippians 4:6-7).
His words speak life. His words are life. If I give my burden to Him and believe He not only hears my heart's cry but takes the cry into Himself, I will know a trust that springs from a greater faith. In that moment of amazing grace, I am safe anticipating His response. If I wait believing and trusting that He will answer, I will receive. He will impart His will and His heart through a Scripture, or through a circumstance, or through a friend, or through something perhaps unexpected. If I wait expectantly, I will hear and will receive His healing for my heart's cry.
My life must honor Him. I must always honor His love on the cross so that I might come to Him with the cries of my heart. If I live the life He has shown me, then I will know the intimacy and fulfillment of such a heart relationship that waits, and believes, and trusts, and finally hears.
He has heard my cry. I will persevere. I will lovingly and patiently wait in faith for His voice in my heart. He will show me and reveal His answer. My ears are open, and when He speaks, or directs, or reveals, it will be in power. My struggle will be as nothing. My mountain will be brought low. I will know that He is, and always will be my God.