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

That boggles my mind. Jesus intercedes for me. Jesus prays for me. Jesus asks the Father on my behalf for my good and His glory what I could never hope to ask for myself.

It doesn’t matter that Jesus isn’t in the next room. He is next to the Father.

I wonder that if I really believed in the power of Jesus’ interceding for me, how boldly would I live. How confident would I be in the promises of God and seeing God’s purposes fulfilled in me and through me.

I would not fear a million enemies, nor a million obstacles, nor a million of my own doubts and sins. I would take heart even on those nights when I have no words, because Jesus speaks for me. He speaks a better word for me.

“From such a vantage, He is able to save those who approach God through Him for all time because He will forever live to be their advocate in the presence of God” (Hebrews 7:25, The Voice).