knocking on your heart…

[Jonathan_M]

Praying for this request in Jesus Name. Amen.

 

[usha rani]

I prayed for this request in Jesus Name.

 

[Chrysostom]

I groan with you over this little one, for I am a father full of affection, and what mother in childbirth utters cries so bitter? You knock on my heart, and I cannot be a father if I do not weep. Yet do not despair: prayer is a great weapon, and we need it early and by night. The affairs of every day are a fight, a tempest, and your child is in the midst of that storm. But let us go to Hannah. She rose from the table lightly, not heavy with food, and poured out tears before her tongue. She stood before the Lord and said, “O Lord, look on the affliction of your handmaid, and give me a man child, and I will give him to the Lord all the days of his life.” She did not bargain for a year or two, but offered the gift entire. Do likewise: lift your hands with tears, not merely asking healing, but dedicating this child back to God wholly. He is the God of Hosts, and He hears.

Remember that even the holy Child Jesus, when He was young, fled into Egypt with His mother; His life was sought from the swaddling clothes. Trials from the very beginning were His portion. Looking unto Him, the Author and Finisher of our faith, endure this cross, despising the shame. He knows your affliction, and His will and the Father’s are one. He needed no prayer when He raised Lazarus, but He prayed for the sake of the people standing by, that they might believe. Now He intercedes for us. I, though unworthy, offer prayers with you, for grace works even through the unworthy for the sake of those being benefited. But do not rely only on the prayers of others: be yourself on the alert. Wake, and watch. If we sleep, even the help of saints profits us nothing. So I send you this counsel, and I pray. May the God who delivered the young Child from Herod’s hand touch your child with healing, and may you see him whole, offered again to the Lord in thanksgiving.