Two Knees

I have gained a collection of Willow Tree angels over the years. This is one of them. It’s the Angel of Prayer, a gift from someone who knew I believed in the power of prayer.

Have you been on your knees like this?

Praying for something or for the end of it?

Have you prayed years and years?

Have you prayed over and over?

I have.

I give great thought to what two knees can do?

Have you been so desperate that’s where you have found yourself?

On two knees?

I have.

I read, “Listen! The Lord is not too weak to save you and He’s not becoming deaf.”

I know that.  I hold onto that.  It’s my hope.  He’s the only one who can.  But, there’s a problem.  I can’t see it.  I can’t hear it.  I can’t feel it.

I want it to change.

Hands clasped.

I want it to change.

Wondering.

Head bowed.

Wondering.

Maybe He wants something to end, too.

Deeply rooted things.

Seemingly embedded.

It probably needs acknowledged

to one God

on two knees.

“We are made right in God’s sight when we trust in Jesus Christ to take away our sins.  And we can all be saved in this same way, no matter who we are or what we have done.  For all have sinned; all fall short of God’s glorious standard.  Yet, now God in His gracious kindness declares us not guilty.  He has done this through Jesus Christ who has freed us by taking away our sins.”

I take a new grip with my tired hands and strengthen my weak knees.

Thankful for the greatest access to power available.

Prayer.

Romans 3:22-24

Isaiah 59:1-2

Hebrews 12:12