There are some situations for which there are no words. The hurt cuts deep. Understanding is elusive. You can't figure anything out and just need to talk to God. But praying seems difficult when the situation seems hard to put in to words. But you pray anyway ... prayer that comes from a deep place in your heart that only the Spirit of God understands.
For me, those prayers are accompanied by tears, lots of tears. And because crying in front of people (even family) can be awkward, I go for walks. I recently had one of those "prayer walks" and toward the end of my walk I noticed the air smelled amazingly sweet ... like the most expensive perfume had been sprayed all in the air. It seemed strange because I was walking by an empty lot. Not a perfectly manicured yard, but an empty, neglected, overgrown lot.
I'm not even sure what caused the wonderful smell; perhaps honeysuckle, jasmine or an orange tree in bloom. I did not see the source. All I know is the very air where I walked smelled amazingly sweet. And I realized that the God who cared enough to make a flower bloom that would perfume the air so sweetly, cares for me! He cares for the reason for my tears. He cares for my hurting heart. God simply cares!
And if He cares enough to perfume the air, I think He can handle my need.
I Peter 5:7 "Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you."