Power in Prayer
I’ve been reading a book about the power of prayer. It’s called The Power of a Praying Woman, by Stormie Omartian. I’m pretty sure I’ve read this before, but the timing seems to be better for me this time around.
She talks about those times when you have to do something that you don’t want to do. I’ll share my experience after the following…
”We all have to do things we don’t want to do. In even the most wonderful of jobs, there are still aspects of it that we don’t enjoy. But part of being successful in life means doing things we would rather not. When we do things we don’t like simply because we know we need to do them, it builds character in us. It makes us disciplined. It forms us into the leader God can trust. And there is always a price to pay when we forsake the things we need to do in order to do only the things we feel like doing.We must be willing to make sacrifices for the blessings we want.
When you find it difficult to do what you know you need to, ask the Holy Spirit to help you. Of course, you will still have to take the first step, no matter how daunting, intimidating, dreadful, uncomfortable, or distasteful. But when you do, the Holy Spirit will assist you the rest of the way. “I will put my spirit within you and cause you to walk in my statues, and you will keep my judgments and do them” – Ezekiel 36:27
So, the first thing that came to my mind was when my grandmother was dying. I realize this has nothing to do with work, but it was a time when I didn’t want to do something – but I didn’t really have a choice.
Ive talked about my grandma before. I loved her with all of my heart. Because my side of the family is so small, I was the only one left to be with her at the end.
I received a call from the nursing home – informing me that I needed to come right away. Mark was working in Indy at the time, so I knew this was something I would have to face alone, and I hated it. Mark’s the one who always has the right words to say and the ability to say them. I have a lot of things I would love to say, but can only seem to share them like this – by writing them down.
After sitting by her side for awhile, I needed to go out and get some fresh air. I walked over to the hospital to see if I could find a dear friend who worked in one of the offices there. I just needed someone to pray. No, I wanted someone else to be there with me. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to connect with her, so I just prayed as I walked back that God would give me the words and the strength to say them.
This was such a God moment. Goodness. I have tears now as I remember how touching and powerful this was. When I walked into my grandma’s room – I noticed someone had placed her bible on the chair I would be sitting in. It had to be one of the nurses.
When I sat down, I opened it up – KNOWING God was giving me the words I had prayed for. Right there was a card from one of her best friends. As I read the front of the card to her, I kept thinking – these words are so perfect.
Within minutes my grandma was gone.
Pray – believing. He will provide. He will carry you.