Overwhelmed

There are seasons in life where everything feels very quiet. And then there are others where there seems to be so much going on, so much that requires prayer in your own close circle, let alone out there in the world, that it can feel overwhelming.

These are the times when I am thankful that sighing and groaning from deep within are understood as prayer; that the ache in my heart is seen and recognised and held close; that the physical distance between us is bridged by an omnipresent God.