I was watching a podcast recently where the preacher shared how she had attempted to take her own life twice, several years apart. In both situations, she found herself repeating, “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus.”
Incredibly and thankfully, on both occasions He brought her to safety.
This story reminds me of the undeniable power in His name.
When I don’t have the words—any words—the simple act of saying His name calls Him into my life and my situation. Into the very moment I’m in, and what I find is that He is already here.
A young child calling out to a parent knows they are close and reliably there.
Our Heavenly Father is, too.
Our prayer can simply be His name.
“And everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.” – Acts 2:21
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