Why is prayer not my first response when I know it is the best remedy to anything that life flings at me? I’m not saying I don’t think of it at all. I do pray. But I am surrounded by praying friends who are willing to step into the gap for me. I just need to ask.
This realization hit home this past week as I prepared for a women’s retreat. For months my messages wouldn’t settle down in my heart and I could sense the anxiety level rising as the event got closer. Then life situations got peppered in, and my mind scattered in concern for others. My schedule suddenly looked scary and I began moving appointments to make room for the urgent.
But, no matter what I did, peace didn’t come.
I know there is always an element of spiritual warfare before I speak at an event, so I wasn’t blind to that piece. The additional stress from the goings-on in my life created mush-brain to the Nth-degree. The only thing I could do was the next thing. But, I was fearful of not being prepared for the retreat. And, my mind was not cooperating.
“What about my prayer team?” The thought slipped in under the bulging door of my mind.
“I could ask them to pray.”
Now why didn’t I see that before? Of course they would pray. I typed out a quick frantic call before bedtime asking for prayer and pressed SEND.
When I woke up the next morning to get myself out the door to attend a family funeral, an unexplainable peace surrounded me. I drove two hours, hit bumper to bumper traffic (twice) and encountered an ill-timed detour. I got lost because the detour signs didn’t carry through, so I needed to stop for directions. I breathlessly arrived at the church just in time to catch my breath and do a reading during the funeral.
Not once did God’s peace leave.
After I got home, I was able to finish my messages, finalize my power point slides, and pack for my trip. The enabling power of the Spirit carried me moment by moment. He accomplished what I could not do in my own strength, all because of the power of prayer.
The results of the retreat were far beyond what I could imagine. In my weakness, He was strong. In my scattered state, He brought order to my messages and they came out clear…All for His glory and all because of prayer.
Do you have prayer warriors that you can call on when life begins to totter and tilt? I do, and they are a precious gift!
A huge thank you to my prayer team; you guys rock the throne of God on my behalf and I am so grateful for you.
Are you asking for prayer? I would love to pray for you.
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