Adapted from a blog originally posted in June of 2017

Marty Parks wrote these poignant lyrics of “Somebody Prayed for Me.” I sang this with a choir a few years ago and it has lingered in my mind ever since. I’d like to share it with you:

“Somebody went to the throne of heaven, somebody lifted my name.
Bringing me into His holy presence, saying what I could not say.
Somebody showed me the face of His mercy when darkness was all I could see;
Somebody pleaded the blood of Jesus, somebody prayed for me.”

What a comforting thought that is – somebody prayed for me. Not just thought about me, or wished me well, but pled my cause before the heavenly Father. Wow! That’s a powerful thought. Just knowing about those prayers is source of real encouragement.

Our Lord asks us to share our burdens, to pray for each other. In our darkest hour, when we find it so hard to pray, we can be comforted in the knowledge that our friends and family are praying for us. Receiving a card, a quick visit, a hot meal – all are appreciated. But knowing that our needs have been brought to the very throne of God, that’s a profound reassurance.

I am reminded of a devotion I recently read where the writer recalled receiving handwritten letters from his grandmother when he was away at college – letters that always began, “I am praying for you.” These letters were a loving support then, as is the memory of them now.

We have the privilege of lifting our burdens to God in prayer. In these troubled times it is our privilege to lift others to the Lord in prayer, those near and dear to us as well as those who bear the burden of leadership. Our prayers are lifted to the very throne of Jesus! And, best of all, you know God is listening. He loves you. He loves you unconditionally.

Judy