Someplace to go

Still, you insist on sincerity of heart; in my inmost being teach me wisdom. Cleanse me with hyssop, that I may be pure; wash me, make me whiter than snow. Let me hear sounds of joy and gladness; let the bones you have crushed rejoice. Turn away your face from my sins; blot out all my guilt. A clean heart create for me, God; renew in me a steadfast spirit. Do not drive me from your presence, nor take from me your holy spirit. Restore my joy in your salvation; sustain in me a willing spirit. -- Psalm 51:8-14

Jesus is the one, at the end of the day, when you've tried your best and failed anyway, He's the one who takes you back. When the day is nothing but a series of egregious errors and stupid mistakes and frustration and anger, when you sit in the dark just before sleep and you need someone to not turn their back on you, Jesus is the one.

Paul has talked about groans that exceed human comprehension in prayer. In a way, it reminds me of the cries of Westley in The Princess Bride, when he has lost his true love. His heart is breaking and he has no place to go. We have someplace to go.

And so, having that someplace to go, we also try to be someplace for someone else whose groans transcend language.