I’ve always had a lot of words. As a baby, I found my words early. As an elementary school student, I got frequent notes from teachers telling my parents that I needed to be less chatty. As a social work student doing lots of introspection, I learned that I was a verbal processor with a side of extrovert.
But lately, I’ve struggled to find words. Many days, I simply don’t have words to text, to email, to talk on the phone, or even to pray.
There are no words to describe the depths of sadness I feel about Adam’s diagnosis. There are no words to describe the heights of fear I feel about cancer. There are no words to describe the weight of exhaustion I feel to my bones.
Lately, I find myself being silent and craving silence. I’ve been commuting to work with no music and sitting on the back porch listening to only the wind. There’s been something so calming and peaceful about silence in the midst of the swirling diagnosis that’s been screaming for so much of my energy.
I worried for a bit that I wasn’t praying enough. I worried that God might not heal Adam if I weren’t asking for it often enough. Cancer tests all the differing theology you’ve been taught over the years.
But then I was reminded that Adam and I not alone in this. We have hundreds of people praying around the world for Adam; praying the words we’ve lost. I was reminded that God doesn’t need my words to be who He is. I was reminded that the Holy Spirit is interceding for Adam. I was reminded that silence is sacred.
And so I sit in guiltless silence often now. And in that silence, I know God’s goodness and I feel His sweetness. And I gain strength.
My friend sent me this poem by one of my favorites, Amy Carmichael, and I wept. This is what I wish I could write:
Wordless Prayer – by Amy Carmichael
O Lord, my heart is all a prayer,
But it is silent unto Thee;
I am too tired to look for words,
I rest upon Thy sympathy
To understand when I am dumb;
And well I know Thou hearest me.
I know Thou hearest me because
A quiet peace comes down to me,
And fills the places where before
Weak thoughts were wandering wearily;
And deep within me it is calm,
Though waves are tossing outwardly.
15 thoughts on “I Don’t Have Words”
This post touches me at my core. Thank you for sharing.
Once again, you have said it well. We will continue to lift you up in prayer.
Praying. My heart feels heavy with yours.
Thanks for being present with us in the feelings, and present with us in prayer!
You guys have such strength to share this whole journey with all of us, and you deserve to rest in that we are all praying and holding you in our hearts. Your silent heart will always be enough, Allison – I pray that the pressure you may feel to find words or answers or explanations is lifted high and far away. So much love to you both.
Thank you Jenne. xoxo
God knows the prayers in your heart before you speak. He knows the worries and stress. He’s counted every hair on your head and He has caught every year that has fallen. When I was sitting in your spot, many of my prayers were simply “please God…” Because that’s all I cold get out. Sending our prayers up for you!
Sometimes hearing, I know, I was there means so much! Thanks Claire.
Prayers for you. I love Amy Charmichael. Thank you for sharing this.
Alison, I so appreciate your blog postings because they are genuine and heartfelt. So thankful we have the Holy Spirit to intercede on our behalf and that our God is a big God. I have been praying for you and will not cease. Adam is blessed to have you by his side. Hugs & love
Thank you so much for your encouragement and your prayers!