One of the most tragic lines in all of literature has got to be Fyodor Pavlovitch’s in Dostoevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov concerning praying friends. Pavlovitch laments with “his slow half-drunken grin” that “I’ve always been thinking who would pray for me, and whether there’s any one in the world to do it.” [In the interest of full disclosure I’ve not finished the book…yet]
I am grateful that I cannot relate to Pavlovitch. I am blessed to have many who are faithful to pray for me, and just today, I saw the wonder of praying friends in action. At an impromptu lunch I heard about an answered prayer that made me want to cry. Such a sweet affirmation from the Lord, such a wonderful picture of His provision.
Then on the way to pick up my boys from school, my two passengers and I were able to pray over our dear friend who is having surgery today. We were praying just minutes before the surgery was to occur. The three of us adore this woman. What a privilege to pray over her.
The Bible says “Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. 7 And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus” (Philippians 4: 6-7 ESV).
May you not be anxious about anything and may the wondering emptiness of Fyodor Pavlovitch never be your story. Instead, may the peace of God that transcends and surpasses all our feeble understanding be yours in Christ Jesus.
If you are ever in that dark place and wonder who will, my email is here on the blog. I’d truly count it a privilege to pray for you.