Do you ever feel like there’s a battle going on and you’re the only one who sees it?  If you have, and you’re like me, then you end up feeling like you’re crazy, at worst, or without recourse, at best.  There are times I feel like God is desperate to be heard, but nobody is seeking Him, much less listening to what He’s saying.  And often, this is in the midst everything “appearing” to be going well.  So, I stand bewildered among people who say God is doing great things, as my spirit is burdened with the sorrow of God’s heart breaking because He hasn’t been given His rightful place.

I know, it sounds presumptuous of me.  It sounds like I must be the one who’s off my rocker.  Why would God reveal something to my heart that nobody else is seeing?  And so I question my motives.  Could I be holding some grudge that is clouding my understanding?  Is there some sin in me that disqualifies me from hearing from the Lord?  Am I just being critical or quick to judge when I should be patient and forgiving?  Have I, somehow, become so distant from the Lord that I’ve forgotten how to discern His voice from every other?

I hesitate to answer any of those questions with absolute certainty.  I fear becoming overconfident and blinded to truth, or speaking in haste and causing offense.  But even as I pray, the burden remains.  The sorrow weighs on my heart.  It doesn’t make sense that God would speak to me, except to have me pray.  There’s nothing else I can do.  Who would listen, even if I said something?

And though, to be honest, I often feel like my prayers are a paltry effort in the overall goal of accomplishing His purposes, His Word promises that the effectual, fervent prayer of a righteous man will avail much.  I will leave it in His hands to do the rest.  Obviously, He’s the only One who can effect a change, anyway.