Prayers are instantly noticed in heaven. The moment Saul began to pray, the Lord heard him. Here is comfort for the distressed but praying soul. Often a poor, brokenhearted one bends his knew but can only utter his wailing in the language of sighs and tears. Yet, the groan has made all the harps of heaven thrill with music. That tear has been caught by God and treasured in heaven. The suppliant whose fears prevent his words will be well understood by the Most High. He may only look up with misty eyes. Tears are the diamonds of heaven, and sighs are part of the music of Jehovah’s court. They are numbered with the sublimest strains that reach the Majesty on high. Do not think that your prayer, however weak or trembling, will be unregarded. Jacob’s ladder is lofty, but our prayer will climb its starry rounds.
Our God not only hears prayer but also loves to hear it. “He
forgetteth not the cry of the humble” (Psalm 9:12). True, He does not
regard high looks and lofty words. He does not care for the pomp and
pageantry of kings. He does not listen to the swell of martial music.
He does not regard the triumph and pride of man; but wherever there is a
heart big with sorrow, a lip quivering with agony, a deep groan or a
penitential sigh, the heart of Jehovah is open. He marks it down in the
registry of His memory. He puts our prayers, like leaves, between the
pages of His book of remembrance, and when the volume is opened at last,
there will be a precious fragrance springing up from it.
– Morning by Morning
– Morning by Morning
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