A lot of people wonder if prayer really works. For those who rely on faith, prayer is the foundation for our lives. If you follow me on Facebook you may remember a post I made last week about prayer. In 9 days here in Little Rock, there were at least 34 killed from gun violence. This was followed by a mass shooting at a local night club. If you ask some people they will say, it was merely a coincidence that no lives were lost and only 2 were in critical condition, but for those of us who have children and rely on our faith...praying over our children and our loved ones is what prevented the fatalities.
My own personal testimony, just in the past year I can tell you prayer works, My personal testimony: A salary increase, my publishing company signed it's first client, spiritual growth i had been praying for, a bill passed which allowed pregnant Arkansas state employees 4 weeks of paid time off before exhausting their leave bank, and my mother recovered from abdominal hemorrhage and being in ICU walking around the next day after the doctors expected her to need a blood transfusion are just a few examples of how I know prayer is the catalyst for God to work wonders in my life.. So you see, I live by prayer. What most people may not know is during my darkest hour and a suicide attempt... I can say prayer saved my life. You hear people talk about a life or death situation and seeing a white light but you never hear about people who are almost spiritually dead and have a miraculous "awakening". I won't go into detail, but my own personal experience sitting in a full bath tub, in an empty house, on the day after Christmas, with a razor blade to my wrist that resulted in me lying face down in my room crying and praying...not because I wanted to, but because I had nothing left. My experience in that bathtub made me so scared that prayer was the only thing that freed me. I say to this day, if God calls you and you constantly ignore Him He will find a way to bring you to Him...even if that means bringing you down on your knees. My family was a witness . On that same night I returned home just as the prodigal son did in the bible: broken, and scared. From that day forward prayer became a vital part of my life as I learned that my relationship with God was a necessity. My relationship with God grew as the Spirit revealed things to me that I knew could only come from God. I began writing in journals daily...my love letters to God. Although I don't write as often, I talk to God daily sometimes all day because to me, my God is ABBA, my father. Do I still struggle with things? Yes. I am not perfect, but each day I do my best to be a reflection of God's love...The same love that saved me the day after Christmas in 2006. I truly believe that during this time in history it is imperative that we all establish a relationship with God and listen as He speaks. That doesn't mean you will be perfect, or even be obedient to what the Holy Spirit tells you every time...it simply means you learn more and more each day by the direct line of communication from you to God more about who He really is. xoxo
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