Talking in the Shower

 I don't know why God has this sense of humor to talk to some of us in the shower perhaps it is because we are at our most vulnerable state or maybe we're staying in one place for a length of time. Whatever the reason God decides to talk to me in the shower, there are times I wish he didn't reveal some things to me.
There was a day not too long ago that as I was taking a shower when my mind wondered into the past. I thought about situations, conversations, and people that were in my past. All of a sudden the Lord revealed to me something I may have already known but he reminded me of if. A friend of mine was raped. Your first thought may be that it was a girl but on the contrary it is a man. Now what was ironic about this revelation is that the man never came out and said it. There were bits and pieces he mentioned while he was under the influence of alcohol or in sober conversations, but non the less it was a very deep hurt.
I asked the Lord why he brought this incident to my mind and he replied with "you asked me how you could pray for Bobbie (not his real name)."
At first I cried for this man and then began to pray for him. Periodically Bobbie will come to my mind and I pray over this deep hurt. As Bobbie comes to my mind, I think of all the choices he could make to be set free from this hurt. Yet, how difficult it must be for a man to admit this deep pain. My heart cries because God cries for his son.
As I look back on this man's life choices, I can see the shame and guilt he holds on to. I see the unforgiveness he grips to because he is reminded daily of the weakness he feels, and the fear of rejection he endures if he tells someone.
I pray for my distant friend to know God is very near to his heart. I pray Bobbie will find peace in the only One who can give him peace. I pray that he will press into God and find refuge in his bossom that perhaps one day Bobbie will be free from the bondage and lies of Satan. I pray Bobbie will find freedom in Christ Jesus who paid Bobbie's bail bond on a cross.
Do you have a hurt that is keeping you in a cage or keeps your hands bind up or even your stomach in a knot? I hope that you too will find peace and strength in the living God who breathes life into the dry bones. He cares about what you care about no matter how small or big it is. I encourage you to tell him about your deepest hurt, tell him how angry you are, and how tired you are of living in darkness with hopelessness. He is the lamp under your feet and the light unto your path.
He won't reject you, but will embrace you. He will not turn from you, but run toward you.
There isn't anything his big broad shoulders can't handle and his heart is bigger than the universe in which he laid the stars.
Come to the river, come to the water, come and be healed.


Praying for those who have such a deep hurt that they are bound by shame and guilt.
I hope God finds another way to talk to me than the shower.


~Marjorie