“If I could hear Christ praying for me in the next room, I would not fear a million enemies. Yet distance makes no difference. He is praying for me”  (Robert Murray McCheyne).

That is mind blowing. Not only did Jesus take my place and die for me, but He lives for me and intercedes for me. The very one who is both God and man prays for me by name.

I’m always flattered and grateful when I know the people in my life are praying for me. Yet how often do I routinely take for granted that Jesus Himself prays for me. And His prayers are the ones God always hears and always grants and always blesses.

That in itself gives me great comfort. That gives me such an overwhelming peace. Even when I don’t know what to pray to Jesus (which is often these days), Jesus knows what to pray for me. Even when I have no words that I can articulate, God the Spirit takes translates those groans and sighs into petitions, God the Son takes my longings to God the Father, and God the Father knows how to give good gifts to those who ask in faith.

“But because Jesus lives forever, his priesthood lasts forever. Therefore he is able, once and forever, to save those who come to God through him. He lives forever to intercede with God on their behalf” (Hebrews 7:24-25, NLT).