Praying When There Are No Words

Now in the same way the Spirit also helps our weakness; for we do not know what to pray for as we should, but the Spirit itself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words; and the One who searches the hearts knows what the mind of the Spirit is, because the One intercedes for the saints according to God. (Romans 8:26-27)

 Beyond the visceral cry, “Help!” it can be hard to find the words for prayer. 

That’s when I turn to this passage, whether it’s for a dementia patient who is no longer verbal or those times when something is so overwhelming, there are no words.  To me, this passage is a promise that even our deepest sighs and moans are lifted up as prayer.  We are heard, even when there is nothing that can be said, when it’s too hard to put our feelings into words.

 This passage begins with ‘in the same way,” or “likewise.” Like what? In the same way that creation groans its prayers to the Creator (Romans 8:18-25), an anguish compared to the travail of childbirth, one that is filled with pain and struggle, fear of death, but also hope for new life. Stenazo (groaning) comes from stenos, meaning a constriction or compression and that is certainly what it feels like, not only in childbirth, but when life presses down on us, when the weight of the world is on our shoulders, when we feel caught between a rock and a hard place.  These are experiences which are inexpressible, alalétos, without words, unutterable, unspoken.

 But the Spirit is there to help us: sunantilambanomai. This tongue-twister first contains sun: ‘with.’  We are not alone! Lambano has the sense that the Spirit is aggressively taking the initiative in helping us. It is not passive. It is working to counter our weakness, our astheneia, literally ‘without strength.’  It refers to an ailment that deprives someone of enjoying or accomplishing what they would like to do.  Does that not sound like what we go through with treatment!

 The One who examines our hearts listens to the phronema of the Spirit, literally the visceral opinion, the gut feeling, that deep down inside Something you can’t put into words. (It comes from the same root as ‘diaphragm.’) And the Holy One intercedes. Entughcano means to meet someone to converse and consult with them. If harmartano (traditionally, sin) means to miss the mark, entugchano is its emphatic opposite.  It’s what puts us back on target, aligning us with the Divinity’s Desire.

 Through this whole process, we are called saints, hagios, the root of the term ‘hag.’  Some days we feel (and even look) like one! To be hagios is to be holy, in likeness to our Master.  It is to be set aside for a different purpose.  Having cancer can leave us feeling ‘set aside,’ unable to participate in life as we once did.  But instead of feeling bitter, we can see it as holy, a sacred space in which the Sacred Spirit meets us, that we may come to know her as Comforter, Advocate, and Guide.*

 On those days you are too weak to pray, in those times when there are no words, when you don’t know how to pray, trust the Spirit to hear your innermost prayers.  Take a few deep, slow breaths to pull her in. Hold her there that she may sort through all that’s within you, then slowly release her back to the Holy One.  Know that your prayers are heard.  You need only keep your heart open to hear the Divine Answer.

 

 *(One of the terms for the Holy Spirit is Paraclete, a legal term for a defense lawyer or advocate.  It is also translated as Comforter or Helper. See John 14:16, 26; 15:26. In Hebrew, the term for spirit, breath, and wind is ruach.  It is feminine, as it is in Aramaic.  In Greek, pneuma is neuter. Never is the Spirit masculine, despite our translating it so.  Her attributes are considered more feminine in our culture – comforting, listening, teaching, nurturing – a strong image for women going through breast and other cancers.  See Psalm 104:30; Ezekiel 37 etc.)

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