Living Rain, fall again
Over my life, over my land.
Living Rain, wash my heart again.
Open wide, heaven skies,
Over my street, oh Spirit reside.
Living Rain, flood my life again.
- Living Rain, Parachute Band
Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God's Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don't know how or what to pray, it doesn't matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That's why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good.
- Romans 8: 26-28 (message version)
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