I was in the kitchen making one of my daughters favorite dinners at her request, Chicken Enchilada Casserole. Tears were streaming down my cheeks and my eyes were blurry as I choked back tears so that I could finish the casserole. My hands were shaky and I began to cry out to the Lord.
You see this casserole was for one of my daughters best friends family. They had learned that very morning that their 20 year old son, a promising student at the University of Washington, had committed suicide.
I thought about how devastating it would be to lose your only son and how we had just suffered our own trauma in our own family this past spring. I cried some more as my heart was tender and raw from this recent crisis.
I began to think about all of the families and all of the heartaches of everyday life.
From our house we can’t see the house down the street whose son was lost in this tragedy. If we didn’t know them personally we would have driven by like any other day, assuming all was well behind that pretty front door.
I just want to suggest that we pray for our neighbors, stand in the gap for the unseen, because behind every door is a breaking heart….
“I looked for someone among them who would build up the wall and stand before me in the gap on behalf of the land so I would not have to destroy it, but I found no one.” Ezekiel 22:30
There are families in crisis every day and in every way. People struggle, people have heartaches…life is hard. We need people to pray for us and stand in the gap, when our faith is weak and tired and confused.
- wayward teens and terrible (terrific twos)
- custody battles
- loss of jobs
- accidents of all kinds
- tired Moms that never ever catch a break…which can lead to a breakdown
- incurable deceases
The list could go on and on couldn’t it. We can’t think about a list like this for a long time or life would be doom and gloom and dreary and messy, but now and then, just now and then…
Let’s pray for our neighbors. Let’s remember to pray for those in our neighborhoods that have the pretty front doors and the white picket fences.
Where things look ok on the outside, but on the inside is a breaking heart.
I pray that if you are one of the ones with the breaking heart today that God would lift you up and give you peace and comfort the deepest parts of your hurt. In Jesus name.