There are so many words in the world and yet in some moments there do not seem to be enough. Speechless. It’s those moments when you see something with your own two eyes and you do not believe what your brain is telling you. Of course, our mouths want to say something to help bring reason back into the situation, but there are no magical words to undo what has been done.
Except one. Jesus.
When we cross paths with a speechless event, saying the name Jesus gives you a starting point. A word to stand on. A word to utter. A word to say. Each time it is said, it is like dropping a little bit of belief into your disbelief.
In our family (in our tent) we experienced a speechless event today. Speechless. I could feel myself melting into the earth as I tired to make sense of what my own two eyes were telling me. I could see my daughters, my husband and our event unfolding before me. And I knew I needed help. I didn’t know what kind of help at the time, but I knew someone who did.
I ran down the sidewalk…in flip-flops! I ran like American Pharaoh when he was winning the triple crown last month!! I knocked on her door and then I pounded on her door. I really needed her to be there. And when she came to the door I said that I needed HELP! Without hesitation, she took my hands and walked with me back to my home. All the way she said one word. One word that began to drop a little bit of belief into my disbelief.
Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. It felt like with each step, she said His name. Jesus.
I very much wish I could tell you that after we said His name we experienced a miracle. But we didn’t. Our event was still very much present with us. It wasn’t going away. We were going to walk through the next hours, days and weeks together and our hearts were hurting. But we didn’t feel alone anymore. Beyond our limited view, I knew there were loving, heavenly arms around us.
And I was thankful…thankful for friends, Sunday school lessons, sermons, Bible studies, spiritual conversations, mission trips, books, VBSs, songs, and Bible verses that thought my family and me about the power of the name Jesus. Because in that moment and event, we needed it all. Each little drop of belief to help our disbelief.
I know that there are hospitals full of very sick people you love. Checking accounts that seem to never cover the bills. Children who have pushed you too far. Parents who have disappointed you. Jobs that demand all of you…all the time. Marriages that have lost their vision. Tragedies that make you want to hide and give up hope. And more events that cause you to question what your own two eyes are telling you.
I invite you to try my neighbors recipe the next time you come across this kind of event…just say Jesus. Out loud. To yourself. Write it down. Jesus. You will not feel alone. You may or may not experience a miracle.
Jesus. It is a name you can count on when you are speechless.
Behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age. Matthew 28:20