As I sit here tonight contemplating what it was I was going to write about, a simple phrase bounced across the corridors of my mind.

“When words fail.”

My grandma is a champion at Scrabble. I have played a few games with her where she plays the strangest words I have never heard of that earn her forty points or more in a single turn. She knows words and she forms them well. I, however, play words like “shoe” and “go,” and hope for the best.

There is a quote from one of my favorite shows that will go unnamed. Kevin is like me when it comes to Scrabble and some conversations in general, “Why waste time say lot word when few word do trick?”

On a more serious note, there is something to be said about intentional silence, but what about those moments when we have so much to say, or when we are feeling so heavy but the words that match just do not seem to form? I have been there. In fact, as I write this it feels as though every typed wor is forced. What can I say to make you as a reader feel like whatever you are walking through will get better? How can I speak to the young man who is missing his high school graduation or the girl who sits at home alone with a broken heart? These are but a few examples that I know people are facing.

I have so much I want to say to help you, the one who is deep in depression or to the person who cannot seem to focus on her high school classes and is struggling with crippling anxiety because she went from being surrounded by friends to sitting in front of a laptop for her classes. I see you. I hear you. I know that you are struggling. My words fail, but I will let you in on a secret, my God does not.

He sees you at your weakest, your darkest, your frailest, and He loves you just the same. He is standing with you in the fire and carrying you through the storm. He is constant. He is faithful and He is true. My friend, whatever it is you are facing, He is with you. In pandemics, in disappointments, through crippling loss and uncertainties about your future, He is there.

My words fail to give you comfort or heal your wounds and mend your heart. My words are insufficient to teach you lessons in the valley you may find yourself in.

My words fail, but His Word never will. Open it up. Read it. Soak it in. Let it permeate every part of your brokenness. Let it heal you. Trust in Him. His Word never changes and it never fails.

Rachel Skirvin is a lover of travel, nachos, and the gospel. She is a graduate of Urshan College and will most likely always call it Gateway. She is pursuing her master’s degree in counseling and human services and is currently serving at The Pentecostals of Cooper City in South Florida.