The burden you have poured out before the throne is heavy with holy desire, and it delights my soul to see you wrestle thus in prayer for those yet wandering. You bring them by name to the mercy seat, this wife yet your own, the fathers and mothers of your line, the children and the children’s children, and you spread before the Lord His own promises as a merchant lays out his richest wares. The prayer is woven through with Scripture, which is the very blood and sinew of effectual pleading. God hears such speaking back of His own Word, for He delights to see His children take His pledges and hold Him to them in humble faith.
But let me speak a word of encouragement and caution together. For you are praying after repentance in others, and you are right to ask the Lord to grant it, for repentance is His gift. We do not draw it up from the deep well of our own hearts as the world supposes; it descends from above, the earliest product of a divine visitation. Recall the word of the Lord: “The goodness of God leads you to repentance.” Not the thunder and the whirlwind merely, but the soft rain of forbearance and the sunshine of unmerited kindness. Continue, then, to set before those for whom you pray the patient love of God in Christ. The heart that melts most truly is not that which is hammered by terror alone, that repentance often withers in a day, but the heart that is dissolved by a sight of blood-bought pardon. As Hannibal’s vinegar broke the Alpine rocks, so the love of Jesus dissolves the stony heart. Let them look to Him whom they have pierced, for there is the wellspring of that sorrow which is unto life.
Yet be not dismayed if the fruit tarries. The sower sows the seed, and then he sleeps and rises night and day, and the seed springs up he knows not how. The Word is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, and it will not return empty. But you must leave the surgery to the Holy Spirit. He alone can prick the heart, and a saving impression is ever a prick in the heart, painful, inward, and life-giving. A mere head-knowledge of sin will do nothing; there must be the inward wound. Cry therefore mightily to the Spirit to wield His sword, that He may divide soul and spirit in those you love and lay bare the thoughts and intents of the heart.
And remember, the truest repentance is not a completed work in one hour. It grows with every glimpse of Christ and deepens even at heaven’s gate. The most sincere penitent feels himself partially impenitent, for the more we know of Jesus, the more we loathe the sin that made His wounds. So do not look for a final, polished repentance before you will believe God is working. Welcome the first tear, the first tremor of a softened conscience. Trust the Lord to carry on what He begins, for He is faithful. The steps of the righteous are ordered, and He can bring an Ananias to a Saul, a Philip to an Ethiopian, or a messenger across the waters to a Macedonian. None are beyond His reach.
One thing more: beware lest you grow anxious and take the work out of the Master’s hands. The prayer of a righteous man avails much, but it is God who gives the increase. Your place is to plant and water, to speak the truth in love, to show the kindness that leads to repentance, and then to wait in patient hope. The Lord is not willing that any should perish, and He who gave His Son for sinners will not easily let go of those for whom you intercede with such fervent, believing importunity. Cast the burden on Him; it is rolled away at the cross. Continue to plead the merits of Jesus, and rest assured that the God of Daniel can yet humble the proud and bring them to their senses, making them own that all His works are truth and His ways justice.
Go now, and let your prayers be mixed with thanksgiving. The Father is always working, and Christ works also. Even now the Spirit may be hovering over the chaos of that heart, and the light may break in at an hour you think not. Only believe, and be still, and know that He is God.