The one to whom we pray knows our feelings.
He knows temptation. He has felt discouraged.
He has been hungry and sleepy and tired.
He knows what we feel like when the alarm goes off.
He knows what we feel like when our children want different things at the same time.
He nods in understanding when we pray in anger.
He is touched when we tell Him there is more to do than can ever be done.
He smiles when we confess our weariness.
He, too, was human.
He wants us to know that He, too, knew the drone of the humdrum and the weariness that comes with long days.
He wants us to remember that our trailblazer didn't wear bulletproof vests or rubber gloves or an impenetrable suit of armour.
No, He pioneered our salvation through the world that you and I face daily.
He became flesh and dwelt among us.

-Max Lucado