When Andy was learning how to talk, there were many consonants he couldn’t enunciate. His brain was saying words faster than his mouth could form them. So Andy was often misunderstood. Andy wanted more of something yet I walked away as if he were done. Andy wanted to be picked up yet I left him on the floor. There were many moments when Andy wanted me to know so badly what he was saying, but I didn’t. Sometimes, I’d just confess, “Andy, I don’t understand what you are saying.” And ‘though he repeatedly kept saying it, we didn’t get anywhere except frustrated. It broke my heart. I want you to know that God has never misunderstood you. When you’ve cried and had no words, He knew exactly what you were feeling. When your burden was so complex and heavy, you didn’t know how to pray for it, the bible says God’s spirit uttered on your behalf. God doesn’t misunderstand you. He doesn’t get confused by you. And nobody has to “translate” to God for you. If He’s in your heart, He knows what you’re saying from it. With people we can be misunderstood. But with God we always stand, understandable.