On Wednesday, June 21, Jamie had jaw surgery and had to spend that night in the hospital. When they got her to her room and transferred her from the operating room bed to the room bed and she was all settled in...she went to sleep.
But when she was awake, she started trying to talk. If you didn’t know it, her mouth is banded shut, so communication was a little difficult. But before Rachel and I came home Wednesday night, Monica was getting what Jamie said by about the second or third try.
Thursday morning, when I went to the hospital to pick Jamie and Monica up, I still couldn’t make heads or tails out of what Jamie was saying...but Monica understood most everything Jamie said.
And right then, my thoughts turned to Romans 8:26. Jamie knew what she wanted to say, but she couldn’t express it in a way I could understand. Because Monica stayed with her Wednesday night, she began to understand what Jamie was saying, even though I was still at a loss.
So Monica “translated” for me. She was Jamie’s “intercessor” for when Jamie wanted to say something to Daddy.
When we don’t quite know how to express those feelings that are deep on our heart...when our heart is so broken our mouth just won’t work...that’s just what the Holy Spirit does for us. He “translates” our groans into words for the Father.