The Holy Spirit helps us in our weakness. For example, we don’t know what God wants us to pray for. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with groanings that cannot be expressed in words. And the Father who knows all hearts knows what the Spirit is saying, for the Spirit pleads for us believers in harmony with God’s own will. And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them.
—Romans 8:25-28 NLT
When I am weak, you help me, Holy Spirit. You pray within my heart what I can’t even put in words. You pray my real need—not what my mind perceives that need might be. You, the only one who knows me this intimately and completely, prays exactly what is perfect to fulfill the purpose you have for me. My heart prays without my mind analyzing—without thoughts dictating my feelings. When you plead for me, I receive greater faith to believe your truth, and my shield of faith is strengthened to withstand the lies of the enemy.
I have two minds—the mind of Christ and the mind of self—the spiritual mind and the human mind. Holy Spirit, you continually speak spiritual truth and encouragement, but so often, my human perception wipes out what you say. When I allow what I see and hear in this natural world to be greater than the spiritual truth you constantly send, then I walk in defeat. You constantly speak promise. A double-minded man is unstable in everything he does or thinks or attempts. One mind will always take precedent over another. I don’t want to be the one who has trouble hearing and seeing what you reveal. I choose your spiritual truth over anything else that this world tells me is true. I choose you.
No words describe the joy of you praying within my heart, Holy Spirit. No words describe the peace of knowing you own my heart, and that everything I go through in life works for your good. When I choose you over what I feel—when I choose your spiritual mind over my human mind—I believe in what the natural world says is impossible. I walk by faith and not by sight.
© 2018 Lynn Lacher