Allow others to pray with and for you.
A friend and her husband who have been praying for my family stopped us in the lobby at church and asked, “Could me and my husband pray for you guys?” They grabbed me and my husband and a few other guys, and they laid hands on us and poured their hearts out to God on our behalf.
I shook with the tears streaming down my face as they spoke healing and blessing into our lives. I felt like something in us shifted in that moment. I will never forget the power in those prayers. Not because the things they said were fancy and deeply theological. But because they were our brothers and sisters who loved us enough to put their arms around us, pray for us, and remind us of God’s greatness during a difficult situation. We need to make this a priority for one another — to carry each other’s burdens, to believe and pray and weep and rejoice with one another.
A few years ago, I got a tattoo on my arm. After my first round of depression was fading and I had learned so much about the Lord, myself, and life in general, I wanted the word “peace” in a place where I could see it every day.
Philippians 4:9 says, “… and the God of peace will be with you.” God is peace, and He brings peace into our suffering. Does that mean all the circumstances will turn out the way you want them to? Not really. Does it mean you will be happy with the outcome? Maybe not.
But our God is a God of peace and that same God lives in your heart. His peace will come. It may not happen right away, and it might not be easy. But God also does not leave His children, so His peace cannot leave you.